If I could figure out how to arrange the other three or so X-Men comic art pieces that I have on this wall nicely, I would do so. However, it’s on the stairs and so the angle is odd, and one does want to be able to *see* one’s artwork, so for the moment…
pretty good morning
Yesterday was the sleepiest day ever. I read the last Myth book, which wasn’t very good, and watched the SAG awards, which wasn’t very interesting, and helped Ted clean the kitchen some, which was satisfying because wow the kitchen looks nice now. But Ted did most of the work, so all hail Ted. And I did some laundry. I got 1200 words written this morning and I’m about to go into the Final Conflict, which will answer questions and cause dreadful things to happen before I wrap up. All is…
intimidating me!
*LAUGH* Oh yeah. I just remembered. So last night after gaming we were talking, and Christopher said the first time I came into the comic shop after he started working there, I intimidated the *hell* out of him. Now, Christopher is an ex-Marine. Christopher’s like 6’1″ and burly. This is not a guy you think of as being easily intimitable (although really he’s a pushover, but I probably shouldn’t say that where people can see it). He said, “You were wearing your Rogue jeans jacket with all the Rogue pins,…
SOOOO SLEEPY
This is not turning out to be a “finish the book in one last big push” day. This is a “I got 450 words written and dammit, that’s better than nothing at all” day. :) I’ll try to finish out my 1100 words later this evening, but man, SOOO SLEEPY today. Last night there was gaming. We had a ridiculously good time, although we didn’t *get* very far at all. We have, at the moment, four players: me, Shaun, Coby and Christopher. I’m playing Perry, a 5’2″ female paladin of…
not done yet!
It’s been a surprisingly busy day here at the Murphy-Lee-Sandness household. Ted staggered out of bed at 7am (on a *Saturday*) to finish making danishes for all of us to have for breakfast. And they were veeeeeeerrrrrrry good. Yum. *tuds of the yumminess* I staggered out of bed a while later to shower and write. Finished ch. 33 in a satisfactory manner, stopped, had danishes (did I mention the *yum tud*?) and sat back down to write some more. At 10, I stopped writing and went with Ted to deliver…