I need a TQB icon. Well, I suppose I’ll get one eventually, when I get a cover for it. :) This morning I woke up and thought, I’ve got to get up and get to work on that book. Only…I’m DONE with that book! I’m still going around with that in my little pumpkin head, though. “Must work on it…wait… it’s done…” Anyway, so I looked around for the TQB manuscript, couldn’t find it (I probably tossed it in a fit of cleanly efficiency sometime earlier this year), and so…
done. really done.
Book done. Book submitted. Bye-bye, book. Hopefully bye-bye this headache, too. miles to Minas Tirith: 196
how odd.
There’s a dance studio at the bottom of the hill from the house we hope to rent. It had an ad for adult dance classes starting this fall: modern and ballet, and Pilates classes. I emailed, ’cause hey. The woman who runs the place is professionally trained and stuff, so I’m really very surprised to discover that what is advertised as modern dance class is apparently hip-hop, since that’s what she called it when she responded to my email. And which, okay, yes, hip-hop is certainly modern dance, but it…
less ow
My back is doing much better. I switched to the Other Bed, and was much improved yesterday and today am only very slightly twingy, so hopefully if I don’t do anything stupid I’ll be fine. Stupid back. Ted discovered the mattress on our bed had shifted a couple inches off the … they don’t call them box springs here, but the moral equivilant of box springs. So maybe that had something to do with it. Stupid back. Zilli is hobbling along looking rather pathetic, but his foot’s starting to look…
*laughs out loud*
Ganked from : Your Score: Semicolon You scored 30% Sociability and 64% Sophistication! Congratulations! You are the semicolon! You are the highest expression of punctuation; no one has more of a right to be proud. In the hands of a master, you will purr, sneering at commas, dismissing periods as beneath your contempt. You separate and connect at the same time, and no one does it better. The novice will find you difficult to come to terms with, but you need no one. You are secure in your elegance, knowing…