Ohey... actual news.

Anyway. The news is short and not terribly good: Scott is being deployed at the end of January, to Kabul, Afghanistan. I'm not totally sure if it just hasn't hit yet, or if I'm having one of those weird non-feeling moments. Either way, I'll be spending six months by myself. He gets two blocks of fifteen minute phone calls a week (he thinks), and I do want him to call his family, too, so most of our communication will be via e-mail and IMing. Kinda like it was at the beginning of our relationship.
No really. I'm fine. Not sure how long it'll last, but I'm okay. (probably two weeks into February; I loathe February)

On a happier note, I'm nerding out for Halloween and I'm going to be a night elf druid. From World of Warcraft, for those of you not in the know. =P Anyhoo, we're going home for that, so I gets to go trick-or-treating again (couldn't last year, due to errr... well, what would YOU think if the Lieutenant's childless wife showed up on the doorstep with zer pupper, trickortreatin?). Hopefully it's not TOO cold, because my costume is a bit on the chilly side... even with the cloak, which doesn't really go, but it's warm, so I'm taking it anyway. :D

Yeah... I feel odd, but I kinda have all day. Life is just sort of surreal lately, although I'm sure it'll pass, since it usually does. Happy Halloween! *evil laugh*