I woke up at about 6:20 this morning. Blee. (Hi, Michael!) I wanted to be up by 7 so I could call Ted and Jenn, and my brain was apparently worried about oversleeping. I’d set the alarm. Foolish brain. So I lay around for a while, then got up and did call Ted at 7, and he didn’t loathe me for not calling last night. I’d just gotten in too late. He sounded pretty cheerful, so that’s good. And I called Jenn, who was Very Awake; I didn’t even hear…
wretched wife :(
I am a completely wretched wife and forgot to call my husband this evening. I missed a call from him, too, ’cause the noise in the pub was too much for my cell phone. By the time I remembered, it was after 11 and too late to call somebody who’s been getting up at 6 to go to work. And the horrible dog has been acting out because she’s in a new house and she’s being left alone all day, which she’s totally unaccustomed to, so poor Ted, whether he’s…
walky walky
It’s almost midnight. I didn’t mean to stay up until almost midnight. I stayed up til like 12:30 last night. This is not a good trend. *sleepy eyes* OTOH, it’s been a pretty cool day. I got a few hundred words written, then went out to the airport to meet The Best Agent Ever, who’s come to visit me for a day and a half. As the only picture I’d ever seen of her is the 100×100 pixel icon on her livejournal, there was pretty much no chance of me…
myohmyohmy
‘nother page from Ardian, my artist. This one’s where one of the two romantic interests is introduced (the other one already was, and he looked perfect), and I’ve fallen in love with the character just from the rough sketches. Gawd. :) Even if this turns out to be a complete bust in publishing terms, it’s worth it already. :) I’m sure I’m insane, but this is just so cool. :) *So* sleepy this morning. I went to bed way too late and was so tired I didn’t move at all…
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Oveall, going to see “The Weather Man” was probably not the best thing I could’ve done the day I learned my grandmother died. I mean, it’s an all right movie, but not nearly as funny as I hoped, and much more morbid than I expected. It wasn’t all *that* morbid, but more than I expected. Shoulda gone out with Mom and Dad to sit on the babies. Oh well. Thank you to everyone who’s expressed condolences. I appreciate it greatly. Grandma was old (almost 90) and ready to go, and…