Boy, did I have to psych myself into writing this morning. I got up okay and sat down and wrote a little and then was like *blaaaaaaaaah*. blah blah blaaaaaaaaah. Spent some time futzing around, futz futz. Did imaginary wordcount adding and dividing and got up to blow my nose a couple of times. You know, the kind of thing you do when you don’t want to be writing, but there’s somebody sleeping in the house so you can’t run the vacuum cleaner. *futz futz blaaaaaaah* Finally said, “Okay, you’re…
muahahaha ow
Got some writing done this afternoon, 1550 words or so on TB. Finished ch. 23. I’m starting to feel the gleeful downward pull, although there’s still a lot to go yet. Still, boy is it nice to be looking at the down slope instead of the up slope. Yay! Went to the gym. Walked 3 miles, did my situps and leg lifts and stuff. *waves a little flag* Came home and had half an apple, because I was … well. Not really very hungry. What I wanted was a brownie,…
woo!
Okay. Yay! I’ve run a script that closes the option to add comments to entries over 60 days old. This should throttle the spam problem I’m having, and really, if people for some reason want to comment on older entries, they can either email me or post in the current comments (possibly with a link to the entry being commented on; that’d help). Now to go *delete* all the spam clogging up my poor site.
huh.
Huh. It appears upgrading MT was nice and easy. Yay!
puppies & writing
Chanti was much better at obedience class last night. This week I need to spend several minutes a day walking her through the house, on her leash, with a peanutbutterspoon in front of her nose, in order to get the ‘heel’ idea into her little puppy head. She did *not* like going through the long scary tunnel. In fact, she refused to. Poor puppy! So we’ll work on that, too. I really wanted to work on TQB some yesterday (my unexpected 2700 word chapter was on TB), so after we…