Well, I still haven't put the video online yet. Sorry about that, if anybody is actually waiting to see it. School has been kicking my ass lately. That, combined with the fact that my boss is basically getting deported right now, and you have a very busy Lazlo.

The good news is as follows:
- I think I'll get my boss's job when he leaves (Dec. 1)
- Therefore, I'll make a lot more money
- And I'll get health insurance for me, Baby, and The Baby (Milagro/a, the Burrito, Wren, or El Duderino if you're not into the whole brevity thing)
- And I'll get a discount on my classes
- Oh yeah, and we moved to a bigger place
- Where we can have our dog (Ramona) after Christmas
- And we hosted a bunch of people for CHEEP WINE NITE on Sunday, featuring "Tula Vista," at Trader Joe's for $1.20 / 150 ml

- We bought a case.

The bad news is:

- Working full time, it'll take me a little longer (two quarters -- six months) to graduate.

In other news, I'm totally pumped about seeing COLONEL RHOMBUS and MR. BODDY'S BAND books died on play their NEW MATERIAL at the Universal Bar in Hollywood this Friday. It's going to be so rad it'll actually be POST-RAD.

In other, related news, CL. RHOMBUS'S band JUUNE is opening for DELIRIOUS (or "[¿delir1ou5?[", or whatever the hell punctuaion they have in their name that loses them some desperately-needed cool points) in Phoenix, AZ on the day after Thanksgiving. The Colonel will be playing on a rotating stage with a cage kit and they're going to flip him upside down and stuff. It's destined to rokk.

So, the quarter's almost over, and I only have about 20 pages to write (six before Monday, 14 or so before the Monday after that), a church history final, and a Greek final. And then I'll get to relax and just run the computer lab for 40 hours a week. Maybe I'll get a paid Christmas vacation that way ...

So as most of you have already heard, Lazlo and I got our 3D ultrasound on Monday, and El Milagro is actually La Milagra, or whatever, I'm not really sure of the spelling. Anyway, it's a she, and she's healthy, as far as he (the doctor) could tell. Chase, not very diplomatically, asked the doctor how often he was wrong about the sex, and the doctor answered in a pissed-off, cocky way that made us pretty sure we'll be meeting a tiny little girl in roughly four months.

Overall I'd have to say the whole experience was pretty intense, and not in a "so sweet it makes you cry" way... more of a "creepy skull baby looks like a fish" way. I wasn't prepared for the fact that they spend most of the time looking -inside- the baby, not at it. We saw the spine, brain, spleen, liver, placenta, blood flow to the heart, all kinds of crazy things. Basically she's already all made, and all she has to do now is grow. She also moves around -a lot- which is pretty disorienting when you're wearing 3D glasses.

What was to me, cooler than the ultrasound, was feeling the baby kick the next day. Once I felt a strong enough kick I kind of realized it had been going on for a little while, but now there's no mistaking it. Chase can put his hand on my belly and feel it. She's gonna be a soccer player, yes she i-i-is.

Anyway Chase says he'll post some of the pictures soon, and if you guys are REALLY lucky he'll post the video. Keep an eye out for my cervix.