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And so, a day
Thursday, September 28th, 2006 07:37 pmI met a very nice dog, and had a lovely chat with her people. I did a Serious Excavation of my office, including filling two paper boxes with back issues of SFWA Bulletin, Locus, SF Chronicle, and various WorldCon program books (why do I have a MagiCon program book, I wonder; I'm pretty certain I wasn't there...) Not only can I see the floor (or I could, if I moved the paper boxes), I can see the top of my work table! Yes, I know what you're thinking -- How does she bear up under the unending Glamour and Excitement?
Alas, the anticipated check did not arrive today, which is too bad, especially since I went ahead and foolishly used the tax money to, um, pay the property tax.
In other news, Scrabble-cat got herself locked outside this afternoon, and wasn't discovered until![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
kinzel and I went out for an evening walk. By which time Scrabble was frantic and the screen door shredded. I really wanted to replace the screen door this week...
What has not gone forth today is -- writing.kinzel had suggested an alternate plan of attack for the story known as "There's a Star in the East on Christmas Morn," which I've been mulling over for the last few days, and this afternoon, the Back Room delivered up an epiphany, which I thought I'd run with this evening, but, with one thing and another -- ain't gonna happen. I foresee an early morning and a couple pots of coffee in my very near future.
My eyes are tired, so I'm going to get off of this infernal machine.
See y'all tomorrow.
Alas, the anticipated check did not arrive today, which is too bad, especially since I went ahead and foolishly used the tax money to, um, pay the property tax.
In other news, Scrabble-cat got herself locked outside this afternoon, and wasn't discovered until
kinzel and I went out for an evening walk. By which time Scrabble was frantic and the screen door shredded. I really wanted to replace the screen door this week...What has not gone forth today is -- writing.
kinzel had suggested an alternate plan of attack for the story known as "There's a Star in the East on Christmas Morn," which I've been mulling over for the last few days, and this afternoon, the Back Room delivered up an epiphany, which I thought I'd run with this evening, but, with one thing and another -- ain't gonna happen. I foresee an early morning and a couple pots of coffee in my very near future.My eyes are tired, so I'm going to get off of this infernal machine.
See y'all tomorrow.
