Well, since I’m in Dublin and, as Rob pointed out, there’s no point in having an adventure if you’re not going to do adventuresome things, I called up to see if there were any tickets left for the Neil Gaiman interview next Tuesday. There weren’t, of course, but I got myself put on a waitlist just in case, and if space comes open I’ll go listen to Neil’s interview, not so much because I’m a particular fan of his writing so much as I like him as a person quite…
Author: mizkit
Yay!
I am an exceedingly cheerful Kit today. I suspect this has a fair bit to do with having WRITTEN! I went to a local coffee shop yesterday and asked if I could park myself in there to write in the mornings, and they said sure, and so today I did. I didn’t get a lot of forward motion, as I was doing revisions to the PHOENIX LAW proposal that Jenn asked for. In fact, I cut a few pages and smoothed some things out and added a bit here and…
considerably more functional
I’m considerably more functional today, though still tired. I went to bed at nine something last night and was awake long enough to wonder if the little clock ticking would bother me, to think, “Nah,” and then I was totally out. Tuesday/Wednesday was a veeeeery long day. And I didn’t get up until after ten, which I haven’t done in a very long time indeed. *laugh* I woke up in time to hear Dad say what sounded like, “The Pirate’s Genological Society is meeting tomorrow,” and after a few moments…
dublin city
Marith filked this little song for me: Tell my Kit when I go home The boys won’t get the moving done They packed the cats and they lost the phone But that’s all right till we get home She is famous, she is witty She is the Kit of Dublin city She is writing, one-two-three Please won’t you sign this book for me? *tired giggles* Dinner with Trent last night was a lot of fun, though traffic monstrosities conspired to keep him away for two hours after we’d planned to…
notwork!
(posted at 3:28 chicago time. assuming the Hilton’s notwork lets me post.) 9:30am, or 6:30, if you’re an Alaskan in transit who’s been up all night… Haven’t been able to find a wireless network yet. You’d think an airport this size, with nine zillion Starbucks, would have hotspots all over. But none of the Starbucks are sit-down places, at least not that I’ve seen, and the only network I can pick up requires a security key. Sigh. Oh well. I sat next to a chatty Irishman on the plane on…