Back to my usual perky self this morning. Still not sure if I’m going to MeCon, though Ted informed me last night it was silly to not go just because he couldn’t. I must remind him to be certain to get the Octocon weekend off so we can *both* go to that. I have had GoLean Crunch with blueberries for breakfast. My life is good. :) Also, I watched the PotC extras dvd last night and got to giggle over Orlando Bloom going “Swash swash buckle buckle!” which was ridiculously…
Moop.
Moop. Billy Joel tickets are turning out to be more of a you-know-what in the ass than are worth it, so I’m not going to go to the concert. Turns out the fiddler gig I hoped to sneak up to Westport to see was last night, rather than the second week of August as I’d gotten it into my head. Ted looked sufficiently dismayed at the idea of missing MeCon while I got to go that I expect I won’t be going to that, either. I’ve just had a second…
best friends ever. :)
I unquestionably have the best friends in the world. :) I’ve just gotten a care package from . It contains Scooby Doo vitamins, *two* boxes of Kashi GoLean Crunch, *two* boxes of cornmeal (I will never run out of cornmeal! also, good call on the plastic bags, as one of the boxes got squished just enough to make it leak, though it retained general structural integrity), and numerous tubs of Crisco. I am FORTIFIED! Muahahahahah! I can make PERFECT PIE CRUST! I can CHEW MY VITAMINS! I can buy BERRIES…
total writing geek post, feel free to ignore
Ok, this has been a happy-making writing day. Granted, this is really more like 3 days worth of work, so it’s not all that impressive in sheer output, but after transcribing and editing and everything the handwritten stuff, I ended up with about 5200 words of new material, which puts me solidly over the 80K mark. I also had one of those horrified moments of realization where 355 pages meant “only another 145 to go, OMG, am I going to get all the rest of the book to fit *into*…
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MeCon, a SF/F convention up in Belfast, is the weekend after next (August 4-6). I could fairly reasonably take the train up to Dublin with Geni on Thursday, then up to Belfast on Friday, then come back to Cobh late Sunday night or on Monday morning. I am torn on whether to do this or not. On the one hand, it’d be an opportunity to meet and Ken MacLeod and Ian McDonald and … well, you’re perfectly capable of reading the guest list. ;) It’d be a chance in general…