I don’t think there will be any writing tonight. I have to make three pies and clean the house instead. Apparently Friday evening and Saturday will be very busy for the writing parts, because I have this bizarre obsession with actually _finishing_ the novel this month. I’ve come this far, or something.
I made dentist appointments for Ted and me on Dec 19 at noon, because my teeth are getting plaque-y and scraping up my tongue. In order to alleviate this, I just went and thoroughly brushed my teeth and flossed them with vengeance (and most people use dental floss, so this should show you how dedicated I was!). Now I feel like I should go to bed. o.O
Writey writey write. Oh wait. I’ve said that before, haven’t I?