mail, it's called mail

I'm at this present moment waiting for the mail to come. I want to see my book. I keep praying that a miracle will happen and if my book wasn't already in today's mail that it would magically miraculously appear. I definitely should have expedited my order last week when I made it. I still don't quite feel official. Just like my masters...I want to hold the proof.

12:03...the mail person is on the other side of the street

12:48...my book arrived a short while ago...i waited by the mailbox and as the mail lady was pulling up, i could see her reaching down for a package larger than a bill...i could barely contain my excitement...things look good...will have my other website updated in the next few days!

10:23...such a very, very long day; wish i had time to recount all the details...the next days will be extremely busy, too...leaving for new jersey on thursday so i have so incredibly much to do before then with the book and every other normal activity in my life...and during a lengthy car ride from one place to another i was thinking about how much i just really want to blog right now but i'm so terribly exhausted and must finish two more pressing things before i go to bed that must take priority...ack, priorities