Someday–about fifteen years from now, when I have time–I’m going to write a series of novels that will look almost nothing, save for the names of the characters, like a game we played once upon a time. It’ll be a Greek tragedy on the GRRM scale, and it will be huge fun and huge work and the prospect of it fills me with glee. It will resolve storylines left unplayed (as I see fit, of course; that’s the trouble of giving one person the reins) and it will go directions…
note to self:
The whole *point* of doing the thousand drawings project is to *learn* to draw as well as the traced ones come out. Wretched brain. Wretched brain is all happy with the drawing and then suddenly crashes ’cause it’s half cheated and traced and why can’t I get those proportions right WITHOUT tracing it and waaaaaaaaaail! *smacks brain around a bit* Speaking of crashing, does anybody own “Crash” (the Oscar-winning film from this year) on DVD and could snurch me a screenshot? I haven’t been able to find the one I…
little girls & cats
Ok, you can get decidedly less cute if you ring the doorbell 345987 times in a day asking to rub the cats. I just had to explain to the elder of the two (who is 6, judging from her teeth, which I noticed today as being Significantly Missing) that 1. If we don’t answer the doorbell the first time it’s rung, then we’re not going to, so they don’t need to ring it again, and 2. that I work from home, so if they wish to pet the cats they…
*so* don’t want to work today
I so don’t want to go to work today. This is more because I haven’t done anything the last couple days than not wanting to work, you know? Entropy. Also, it’s ridiculously beautiful out, and I’d rather go outside and play. This, however, is not an option, as I have people coming sometime this weekend and the line edits on PHOENIX are due three days earlier than they told me they were. Argh. I’d been going to do those next week after visitors were gone. Now I have to do…
minor triumph
Minor weight triumph, in that today’s weigh-in wasn’t any more than last week’s. You’d think this wasn’t a triumph at all, but cyclically speaking this isn’t a week I expect/tend to lose weight in, and there’s a fair precedent for it being a slightly higher weigh-in, so managing to hold steady is at least something. If I’m terribly lucky there’ll be a distinct drop next week. *checks something* The other good news is that my scale (having just put two weights on it as a test) is weighing correctly. This…