I am utterly, but pleasantly, knackered. The weekend, during which I didn’t post at *all*, which is very strange indeed, was very nice. Saturday we watched Doctor Who (Donna is fast becoming my favorite companion, even though I really did love Rose), caught up on Smallville (which, man. I know there’s a lot of popular opinion that it’s jumped the shark, but because I love the Lex storyline so much I’m willing to give them an awful lot of rope to hang themselves with. And the Lex story has, really,…
an eventful morning!
We caught the little black kitten! I was up early and went for my walk, and the girl I’d talked to last week (who proves to also be named Catie, though she spells hers wrong) had brought food and had found the kitten this morning, and was feeding it. I went tearing back home to get our cat carrier, because though she’d brought one it was in her car which was at the train station and therefore considerably further away than mine, and then went tearing back to the park,…
I have BOOKS!
I have a WHOLE BOX of books! THE QUEEN’S BASTARD has arrived…and wow, is a box full of this book *pretty*. All rich and lush looking. Unfortunately, I have no clever ideas on contests to run, and perhaps more relevantly, no money to send books out with, so I’m not going to be giving books away right now. (Fortunately, it’s out on Tuesday, so people might start seeing it in bookstores as soon as this weekend. In fact, somebody reported the first sighting yesterday–in *Stockholm*, of all places.) Yesterday I…
random bits
I decided last night that I was going to the gym this morning, but this morning I couldn’t find my gym pass, so I went for a walk instead. On the way back, I saw a little black kitten, maybe 4 months old or so, in one of the parks. Ted and I had seen him on Monday, and were concerned about him, but weren’t sure if *maybe* he belonged to somebody, although he certainly didn’t look like he did. But we had no way of capturing him at the…
the wall
I took my notebook out of the house to do my writing today, because I wasn’t feelin’ the luuuuv at my keyboard, and I wrote about, mmm, 8 pages, which is somewhere around 2500 words. And then I bashed into a wall. No, I didn’t even bash. I just sort of sauntered up to it and there it was, saying, “Look, you’re not going any farther until there’s some kind of structural support for what’s supposed to happen, because right now you’re so far off base there is literally no…