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THE SECOND COMING
URSULA HAS RISEN FROM THE GRAVE
1/1/2000, 4:33 a.m.
Happy New Year! The year 2000 is finally here. God, it feels like we're in a sci-fi movie, doesn't it? January 1st, 2000. I always thought we'd all be flying around in little Jetsons cars by now.

Yes, I've moved my site. Again. Web1000 drove me away for good with their endless technical difficulties. For shame, Web1000! For shame! This new setup at Nerve looks a lot better, so with any luck Nerve will be my home for the rest of the millennium.

Those of you who were following my journal on the old site might have wondered what the heck happened to me the last few months. Well, a lot's been going on. So much, in fact, that it'll take me a couple of entries to fill you in. Mostly, I spent a lot of time doing Christmas stuff. I couldn't afford a bunch of expensive presents this year, so I made some gifts for everybody. 

I made a clay Shakespeare head for my daddy (daddy's a scholar,) I made a clay portrait of my mommy's pet doggy, and I made a whole bunch of Powerpuff Girls figurines for K. K had been whining about how there are no Powerpuff action figures on the market. I made a Mojo Jojo, a Fuzzy Lumpkins, a Him, and even an Octi the octopuss. I also made a Blossom, a Buttercup, and a Bubbles, but they were too hideous, so they're gonna stay locked in a drawer, away from the eyes of man! These characters simply were not meant to be seen in three dimensions. I mean, what does Buttercup look like in profile? They never ever show her profile on the show, so I had to make it up, and it just looked weird. Oh well, K seemed to really like her little figurines, and that's what counts. She got me the greatest gifts, too. The prettiest, prettiest dress ever, and some nice art books, and... an IOU for the digital camera of my choice! Can you believe that? I'm still in shock. I mean, do I have the coolest boyfriend ever, or what?

The holidays were pretty nice, all in all. For Christmas I drove up to the mountains and had a big huge family get-together in a little cabin my Aunt owns. New Years Eve was low-key; we stayed home, but we did get all prettied up and have some naughty fun, so I can't complain. I heard sompelace once that whatever you're doing at New Years Eve is what you'll be doing all year... and in this case, I hope it comes true!

I did get some good news recently. It seems that one of the big alt. comix companies is going to publish some of my stuff in an anthology. I don't want to name names, just in case the deal falls apart, but it really looks like this thing's gonna happen. It's exciting, because while I've had my comics published in some zines before, this is my first "big time" gig. Recognition at last! Ha ha! I'll show them! I'll show them all!

Tomorrow belongs to me!
 

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