Guess what the weather forecast for tomorrow says? Go on, guess! Okay, I'll tell you. It says "snow storm"! Oh boy oh boy oh boy! I'm trying not to get my hopes up too high. You never know, maybe the storm will blow right over and not leave anything. Maybe rain will follow and sweep the streets clean. You never know. But the weather forecast people say there's an 80-90% chance of a white christmas. How perfect would that be? Spending christmas with my sweetheart for the first time, and then having it be a real white christmas. If my hopes get any higher then I'll need stilts to reach them.

Oh let it storm, let it storm my way.

Apart from that it has been a quiet Saturday. A little quiet before the storms.

The updated plan is:

Today: relaxation

Sunday: relaxation

Monday: work. final shopping. work on bus schedule. preparations

Tuesday: final preparations. pick up Skye

Tuesday-Monday: have a good time with Skye

Tuesday: relaxation

Wednesday: party like it's 1999. Although it's just new years 2003

Wednesday-?: relaxation

Everything is moving along nicely. My parents have been nice and helpful. With shopping and information finding. Bus times. I don't like transportation. All these flight times, arrival times, busses and planes and places. It always makes me worry. At least I'm lucky this time, I don't have to do so much of the travelling. The first time I met Skye I had a long train ride. And the second time I had that 15 hour cross-country bus ride of course. This time I only have a 50 minute bus ride. And the bus goes from here to there literally. I get on at the first stop and off at the last stop, so that's not complicated. I still worry about finding the right place to pick up Skye and things like that. But it's not too bad.

It must be nice to be able to take a train or bus ride without worrying about things. I worry entirely too much about everything. If I could just shed this coat of worries, it would make me much lighter.

I just want my merry christmas.

And now is the part where I would tell you to look at the pretty candle. But my isp's webspace seems to be down so you can't. Bummer. But I'm sure it'll start working again. Who knows, by the time you read this the candle might be back already. And then you can go to the 20th entry (the entry won't work before the candle pic works too).

And yes, Katherine, the candle ends at christmas. Hey, it's a christmas calendar candle, what do you expect :) hehe. You can probably tell it's getting hard to come up with interesting subjects anyway. But maybe I should start a photo journal or something. A daily picture with anecdote. I can test whether I have an endless supply of anecdotes or not.

We'll see.

In case the pretty candle isn't showing up you can have a pretty dog to look at instead.

The sweet Sascha. He's so pretty. He jumped up and sat on Skye's chair in front of the computer. Hehe. My theory is that he was interested in reading our conversations on AIM. Who knows. I love him, though. I wish Skye could smuggle him to Denmark when she comes.

She might be getting a new puppy. That'd be great. Puppies are cute. He might be named Loek, like this one hehe. Puppies make me smile.

But enough puppy love. It's time to sleep soon. The future is almost here. A snow storm, a final workday, a 3rd meeting, a perfect christmas. Lots to see, lots to do. Lots ahead.

These are exciting times.

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