500 eye-bleeding words this morning. I need to print this thing out and read it. Erm. That’s all.
oh yeah.
I finished staining the fence and was feeling all accomplishful, and then I realized I haven’t walked again today. Bother. miles to Lothlorien: 215
fwoosh
Zilli woke us up at 3am by horking noisily but unproductively right outside our door. Ted and I are both a little o.O this morning. And I really need to start getting up earlier, because mostly what I’m getting out of the last couple of hours of sleep is a stiff back and vague grumpies for not getting up and being productive. My sites might go down for a while ’cause I’m switching servers at my host again. But when I’m done switching servers almost everything should be working again.…
*Cheerful* Kit!
Good *God* but I’m in a good mood. I just love my life, I tell you. It’s beautiful out, my job doesn’t suck today, I’ve walked a couple miles, and generally everything is just *good*. I like *good*. *boogie boogie boogie* Oh, and also! HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO MY WONDERFULLEST BESTEST LIL’ BUDDY! I love you, Missy!
rice krispies are better.
I like rice krispies quite a lot more than cheerios. Hello! Did you miss me? I doubt it, since I have no plainitive email saying, “Kiiiit! Where aaaare you?” But that’s okay. I’m brave. I can live with REJECTION *sob sob sob sob snivel wail sob!* ahem. :) There is some stuff going on, she said in a sort of general and hand-waving sort of way, that is very cool, and yet I don’t feel like discussing it yet, exactly. One wouldn’t want to jinx anything. It’s not, though, contract…