I’m a genius.

I’m a genius!

I actually went to the gym this morning, which was quite satisfying. John, the guy who runs the Curves here, had said something about women from there changing to a different gym “because they weren’t sweating”. I grant you, I sweat at the drop of a hat, but if you’re in averagely good shape (which I am, as opposed to being in good shape or very good shape) and you put some effort into it, I don’t know why you wouldn’t sweat doing one of those workouts. I still vastly prefer free weights, but it’s not a bad workout at all.

Anyway, that has nothing to do with my genius. The genius part of me is the part where I’m usually STARVELATING after a workout, and it struck me on my way out the gym door that there was a green grocer just down the road from the gym, and I could stop and get an apple or an orange and have something that was both good for me and would stave off the STARVELATING. I feel very smug. :)

(Ok, so it doesn’t take much. Hush!)

Good news: the edits on Firebird Deception are in fact light, and I’m going through them pretty quickly. This is not my favorite part of writing. OTOH, once it’s done, hey, the book is pretty much put to bed, and that’s grand.

Other good news: Mom and Dad had a fantastic time in Venice. *beam*

Arright. I’m gonna go meet Ted and we’re going to shop, and then I’m going home for lunch, work, and eventually to come back out to the internet shop again. Rumor has it that we’ll have net on Feb. 3. This time we’ve at least got an order number, which is an improvement over all the other times when they’ve promised us net.

This means, mind you, that COYOTE DREAMS had better be done by Feb. 3. :)

miles to Mount Doom 352