It's early morning and I'm awake!

It's been a while since I got up this early after sleeping a decent night's sleep. There's a good reason for it, I have to take my sister to the airport soon. I set the alarm for 5 and it actually worked this time. Usually I take the sound and incorporate it into a dream of some sort. But I went to sleep so early last night that even I woke up on time.

When I opened my eyes, I saw my sister sleeping on the living room floor. I could see that because I slept on the couch so that she could sleep in my bed. I asked her why she slept on the floor and she said, "So that I could hear the alarm clock." Well, she didn't. I did and I got up to make coffee. Then I hobbled over her and started to watch the news. About then I started to think and that's why I asked her what she was doing on the floor. I could have slept in my own room...in my own bed. Oh well. She's finally up and in the shower.

My cyber stalker took the time to write a long, long comment and tried to post it up here. I guess he has a LOT of spare time...I keep telling him I don't read his nasty emails and comments but I guess he can't conceive of someone being so totally disinterested in his ridiculous behavior that they don't care enough to read his crap. He's so totally into his childish and bitter behavior that he can't imagine a person who doesn't give a hoot. So, instead of writing to me less often, he's just writing more and more longer and longer diatribes. Can you imagine being that insane? For over a year this nut has written about me daily. He has created blogs about me, "by me" and he writes TO me constantly. You can see what I say about him, I say it here and I leave it at that. I thought I was obsessed when Rick first left me, all I did to this guy was ignore him. I never even met the lunatic. I made the mistake of speaking to him on the phone ONE TIME and that was enough to show me what a nut he was so I never spoke to him again nor did I post any of his comments. Either that set off a total whack job who was already on the edge after his wife left him or I just began to notice the insanity. You can't really tell a person is insane by reading a comment here or there and he probably can hide his symptoms for a while but sooner or later, any nut will tip their hand.

Oh well, it's just as easy to delete long comments as it is to delete his little one liners.

So, now I have to do an airport drop off. I don't know why anyone would schedule a flight out of a major city for rush hour traffic. My sister said, "I'm checked in online so I don't have to be there early." First of all, that's no reason to push your luck on the way to an airport. Secondly, if I waited until later I would go and return in rush hour traffic. If I push her ass out of the house by 6, I can avoid that. So, I'm going to finish my coffee and drag her ass to the airport.

I don't live anywhere near the airport so this won't be fun one way or another. To make matters worse, my car radio doesn't work. I only use the CD player when I do listen to music. That's why I couldn't give you my favorite radio station. They all pretty much suck here. A dinky town like Roanoke Virginia had better stations than this city does. Now I can't get the CD player to work and static sounds come out of the speakers. It's like the radio is on, it's just in between stations. And I have no control over any of it. I can't turn the station, I can't turn down the volume and I can't turn the damn radio off. I'm sure there's a wire I could pull but I would end up pulling the wire to the engine or something important like that so I'll just drive across town listening to that hideous sound. That, and a few bonehead drivers should be enough to ensure that I'm white knuckling it all the way through Atlanta this morning. So, if you're out there, beware of the white Kia with a crazed woman driver.

I'll take Payton with so that it will look like I'm talking to him. I'll really be cursing everyone I see. Now my sister wants to blow dry her hair. Damn it! Her flight back better be at 9 PM or she can figure out Atlanta's wonderful mass transit system. That was sarcasm...this place has NO decent train system. Coming from Chicago, I'm used to being able to go wherever I want to go pretty easily. It's at least 2 buses and one train to the airport here. I've never gone all the way there, but that's what it takes to get to downtown Atlanta, I'm not sure if the airport is more or not.

I'm going to go get dressed now, I should be able to do that before my sister puts on make up. All I have to do is get cleaned up, dressed up and get my hair pony tailed up. I'll be back in a couple of hours...I hope!

:)

PS Wouldn't you think that a computer's spell check would know the word "cyber"? Mine doesn't. Oh well. See ya.