Thursday-Saturday writeup behind the tag.
worst breakfast ever
I don’t have anything to say this morning, so con writeups, behind the cut tag to spare the lj-feed readers. Thursday morning plane ride here.
oh! oh oh oh!
Oh! Oh oh oh, guess what! I kept forgetting to mention this! As of last Friday, I have paid myself back for the 401K loan I took out for a down payment for the house, so that is one debt cleared! That’s two so far this year, the Jeep and the 410K loan! YAAAAAAAY!
no further
I didn’t get any further on Frankenstein’s Manuscript last night. Instead I called up my Mommy and talked with her for an hour, ’cause I’d been ALL ALONE ALL DAY and I was quite moopish, and besides, my head was floating with all the stuff I was trying to hold in it. Awww, Chanti is being the CUTEST PUPPY EVAH. All sleepy wif her head on her paws and awww. 9 chapters plus however much I add. Wonder if I can get this rewrite done by Sunday evening.
tired brain
My brain’s tired. Holding this jigsaw together in my mind is hard. I just hit 300 pages on the rewrite, and I’ve got 9 more chapters of stuff that’s actually written to rewrite, plus the whole other plotline I’m putting in, and while I’ve hit a kind of critical mass, my brain is /still/ tired. I feel like my head is floating around with all the pieces of the story as the helium to keep it up. I didn’t order pizza, though. ytd wordcount: 231,100 miles to Lothlorien: 249