Figuratively speaking, anyway. I got my student loan money in today, to the tune of $2800. I can finally get my car fixed (again) and do all that other stuff that I've been wanting to do, like go to a gym and pay some utilities in advance.

But that's all incidental stuff. I can finally justify buying a sweet new toy without worrying. I settled on the OCZ NIA, a controller that you plug into your head. Like, wow, man. It's like, I'm the COMPUTER! Seriously though, it reads your brainwaves and turns various signals into commands, so you only have to aim with the mouse. I hope it works with Warcraft and FSX.

Finally, I'm damn close to completing (finally) my novel, and I'm hoping that I nailed it. It's a horrifying process, spending a year or two on something and having to await a ruling on its fate. Some days I feel like George McFly in Back to the Future, bent over a table furiously scribbling away at yet another piece of text, yet fearing to show my work to anyone. I hope I did well on it. I never posted any of it here, and I know the whole point of this place is to hold yourself up for judgment from your peers, but terror grips me when I consider the idea. I'd much rather congratulate people on their work than show my own. I've gotta get over that.