shopping and shoeses

I think I walked five thousand miles today. In that time, I bought one pair of shoes. If someone had told me three months ago that the place to find tennies in Ireland was a *sporting goods store* I would have been much less cranky about shoe shopping. I did not, however, think to ask, and had an epiphany about it this afternoon after an hour or so of walking around wondering why in hell the Irish did not have tennies in their shoe shops. I ended up getting a…

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random bits

End of week writing tally: 86 pages, approximately 21,000 words. 5 and a half chapters written, and I broke a hundred pages on the book. I’m 14 pages short of 20 pages a day, but 16 pages *over* my non-over-achiver goal of 15 pages a day, so I’m really happy with the week’s output. And I’m utterly and totally looking forward to not having to write over the weekend. :) Weekend plans include buying new walking shoes (mine are pretty much dead. I have cratered a hole over my right…

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cats and midnight meowing

Zilli has this habit of, shortly after we go to bed, going into the bathroom where the kitty litter is and scraping around in there for quite a while, and then frequently coming out and running around the house meowing his fool head off as loudly as he can. Doesn’t seem to matter what time we go to bed. If we go to bed at the same time he does it after we’re both in bed; if we go to bed separately he does it after the second person has…

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culture thingy

I have a Superman t-shirt with the big S on the front. I’ve also got a Batman t-shirt. I feel…somewhat self-conscious wearing these shirts in this country (particularly the Superman one, because it is So! Blue! and So! Red! and So! Yellow!), because people (especially women) don’t seem to wear these sorts of things here. However. Last time I wore the Batman t-shirt, as we were getting off the train, a two year old boy in front of us looked back at me from his father’s arms and started bouncing…

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the damage [ww lock]

I told myself I didn’t have to get back on the scale until the 25th as long as I ate well during the four weeks after Christmas. Well, I didn’t really eat that well, but I didn’t get on the scale until today anyway. The damage was not as bad as I feared. I have not eaten well…well. Honestly, I didn’t eat especially well for pretty much all of 2006. I started out sick and hungry (which is somewhat unusual; usually I lose my appetite when I’m sick) and I…

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