It really is so very, very easy to make me happy. I noticed a mailing tube in the pile of stuff in my office this morning, and thought, “Huh, wonder what that is,” so I opened it up. Before I’d actually gotten it open, I’d remembered what it was: the X3 Rogue poster that the utterly awesome had sent me last year. (If I’d remembered I had that, I wouldn’t have bid on the GINORMOUS BUS STOP POSTER of the same image, which may even now be winging its way…
cats & work
Zilli is sitting bolt upright in my lap, ‘helping’ me eat breakfast, which is to say, every time I try to take a bite of cereal (the bowl held precariously in my hand above his head) he sits up even straighter and knocks the bowl with his head in an attempt to create a spill from which he will get All The Milk. Wretched, but funny, kitty. :) Yesterday’s writing tally: turned out I’d only gotten through chapter 4 while Emily was here, so I still had to do 5.…
too many thinks
thinks i need to do over the next while, cut because otherwise i might depress myself: – finish tqb revisions – call sherrie fitz – call real estate agent about –> beds –> cooker –> garden –> extraneous un-needed furniture – organize office (after finding out about extraneous furniture) – issue 4 chance page 1 – write issue 5 chance – RE-SUBMIT CHANCE, FOR GOD’S SAKE – eat fred’s brain re: electriCity – email the Minx lady – write HoF – mail Deen’s postcards – mail Ted’s Mom’s stuff –…
photos!
Here we have many photos. They include gratuitous kitty pictures, Elton John concert photos, Mira Furlan, Dublin, and my office. I leave it as an exercise for the reader to determine which are which. The guitarist, who was Cool: Sir Elton signing things before the encore: Mira Furlan (Delenn) at the Forbidden Planet in Dublin. She was there for a signing, and because was in town, it was inevitable that we ended up going to see her. She’s a very nice woman indeed. We chatted for a few minutes, in…
memes & funny stuff
Got an email from , who has known me since about…I donno. 1992? Maybe before then, even: (‘s friend) L read a book the other day where the protagonist said she had “the emotional intelligence of a turnip.” giggles. says “That sounds … /almost/ familiar!” L says “Read it, maybe? Main character’s a mechanic.” L says “_Coyote Dreams_ or something like that. The third in a series, present-day.” …. laughs!!! “OK yes, I’ve read that. *wipes eyes* Ahem. Sorry.” *amused* :) (And points to anybody who knows who I stole…