This hasn’t exactly been the most stellar of days. Not only am I still tired from being sick, but I splashed boiling water on myself at lunch, then followed it up by scraping the hell out of my inner left wrist when I was trying to hold the dog and close the sliding glass door at the same time. I now have four bright red marks on my wrist that look like I burned myself, but I have no burns from the hot water. Go fig. More cheerfully, I took…
oatmeal
Another half bowl of oatmeal, and then I lost interest. I’m getting hungry again, but I can’t think of anything that seems sufficiently bland and yet interesting enough to eat. Maybe I’ll make some mac&cheese. Feeling better, though. Like maybe I’ll get some writing done tonight. Finish the chapter I’ve left dangling, at least.
well
Well. I had plans to finish Angles yesterday. Instead, I got puke-sick and spent most of the day in bed. For somebody who spent 18 out of the last 24 hours in bed, I’m oddly tired. Feeling a lot better, though. Ted and Shaun both had random instances of sickness in the last couple of weeks, and Shaun says people at his work have been dropping like flies with the flu, so I expect I got bit by a bug. I have no idea if there will be writing today…
*YEAH*!
50,776 words! I’m halfway through a chapter, so the last chapter posted is actually at 49,850, but I wrote another 926 words after that and I HAVE BROKEN FIFTY THOUSAND! YEAH! YAY ME! *laugh* Ahem. :) I’ve written 8060 words today. I may come back after we go to the theatre and, I donno. Try to push for 9K. At least finish the chapter I’m working on, maybe, which will be another 6 or 700 words. Then again, I may not. 8 thousand words. Goodness gracious!
2000 yards!
2000 yards! Swimming was good! Boy do I need to lose weight. That suit reaaaalllllly juuust fits. It’d be fine if I weighed, y’know. 40 pounds less. And it’d be better if I weighed 20 pounds less. I’d better swim a lot. Mony FINISHED HER NOVEL! 50,300 words in TWENTY THREE DAYS! *GO MONY*!! *dancies mony about* I am SO PROUD! She finished before me! (She says, “I try to look like that wasn’t my primary motivation.” *howls of laughter*) *happy dance, happy dance*! I’ll start writing again after dinner,…