Apparently there’s trad music at Keogh’s on Wednesday and Fridays at 10pm, and at Tally Ho on the first and third Tuesdays of the month. I am not very good at being Irish. It’s 10:30 and I’m going to *bed*. The idea of leaving the house at a quarter to ten for music is just bizarre. ytd wordcount: 63,200 miles to Minas Tirith: 63.4
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not really so much with the working
I haven’t started working today and I can’t figure out if it’s a bad sign (ie, the book is still screwed up and what I wrote yesterday is not right, and thus I don’t want to work on it) or if it’s just that I got up a little late and did a rather extensive Pilates set which pushed my work-start-time later than I like it to be and if that has set me off wrong. I *think* it’s the latter, compounded by the impulse, when I sat down at…
still wibbling
Still wibbling over that coat. I probably won’t buy it, but I put it in my shopping basket so I could pretend, precioussss. (And aww, jeez, they have the beautiful geometry skirt in a blue which, if it is accurately represented, is pretty much my favorite shade. But what the bloody hell would I do with a dramatic sateen skirt?) Today was at least nominally a good writing day. I got about 3700 words done, and I think most of them are the right words. I hope so. I’m getting…
aw, man
Aw, man, that awesome velvet frock coat is on sale and available in my size. Well, if I was a bit thinner it’d be in my size, anyway. *wants*
I’m baaack!
Back into the world of the living, or at least the net-connected. I watched the Academy Awards last night and thought that actually they were mostly terribly boring. Jackman’s opening number was pretty funny, and I enjoyed the showtunes medley production number, in large part because it gave me the opportunity to discover that yes, Beyonce really can sing. Plus they did the choreography from the film of Grease for the bits they sang of “You’re The One That I Want”, which I thought was fairly awesome. :) And I…