Achy knees. Tired me, in general, which is, I suppose, the price for getting up at 5:30. We went over to the University Center so I could get my stupid registration stuff taken care of, because they’re idiots on the phone, and it turns out they’re idiots in person, too, but eventually not only did I get registered (for a Spanish class) but also Ted got some stuff straightened out for /his/ classes this fall. Stupid stupid rat creatures. However, I was /not/ able to fill out a re-uppance for…
wah. :(
Borisjulie.com no longer sells prints of the covers of the Rogue: Icons miniseries (as shown here, here and here; if anybody knows where I can get copies of these, I’d really appreciate it. Not of the comics, I’ve got those, but actual prints of the paintings. Sigh.
up early!
Up early today! Yesterday I faced the fact that I wake up a lot more easily at 5 or 5:30am than I do at 7 or 7:30 (or 8) and so last night I set my alarm for 5:15, and know what? I woke right up. And then, even more surprisingly, I went ahead and /got/ up. Consequently, I’ve written 650 words and made bread already this morning, and it’s not even 9am. Well, ok, I’m making bread, because I spent half an hour in the shower instead of staggering…
okay, so
Okay, so Saturday at the con I had an editor appointment with Anna, and I went to talk to her and I said, “Honestly, I’ve got nothing to pitch right now. I’d been hoping to be able to talk to you about the book you’d just bought from me, and it was about Wednesday that I went, “Hell, I haven’t got anything new to pitch!”” Which was fine with her. So we just talked some — some about HEART OF STONE, in fact, and actually that was very useful to…
cats and dogs
Lucy and Chanti have a Mexican standoff going over the sunbeam downstairs. They’re both in it, facing one another; Lucy is sitting all prim and proper and eyeing Chanti, who is lying there with absolutely no intention of moving; she didn’t even look up when I went downstairs to get breakfast. :)