Managed to see Jai today. Didn’t blow her off. Go me. :) We had a nice hour and a half or so of hanging out and talking, and have proposed the novel idea of doing this *weekly*. *gasp*! Plus we’re gonna go see House of Flying Daggers as soon as we figure out when we can both make it. :) Ted and I shopped and Ted got his hairs cut and … that’s about it, really, but it’s been a nice day. And if I’m a good Kit I shall…
wonders of wonders
Wonders of unending wonders, I have actually sent my passport paperwork. Well. Money for it, actually, since I sent the paperwork ages ago. Woo. We got some grapes that have a certain kick the them. Woo. My. Woo. *blinkblink* They’re good, just, woo. And I wear my geek hat at a cocky angle, for I have picked up the Smallville soundtrack. :) And NOW I have put all of DEIRDRE’S stuff in an envelope! If she would only tell me her address, I could PUT IT IN THE MAIL! *gasp*
Elektra
Elektra is all right. It’s not good, it’s not bad, it’s just (nice!) all right. There was too much introspection (“We don’t care about her tortured past, we just want to see her kick ass!”, said Ted), but there were some nice bits, and generally, yeah, it was all right. Jennifer Garner’s abs are quite amazing. I covet them. Paying bills now, because I’m a real live wire. :)
swimming good.
Swimming good. 1800 yards today, marginally better than yesterday. If I keep adding 200 yards a workout, in another week or so I’ll be at a decent swim. Although, honestly, I’m trying not to overdo it. My back hasn’t freaked out yet, but that doesn’t mean I’m not paranoid. No swimming tomorrow. Tomorrow, tap class. Saturday swimming would be good, though. And it’s supposed to warm up to the 20s, so I’ll probably walk some more. Wretched cold slippery weather. Going to go feast on the flesh of spaghettis now,…
words, words words
2359 words, and I might still write some more later. Not sure yet. My brain’s starting to get a little chewy. There are a couple people reading the rough draft for this book, and I’d imagine their brains have gone right out the window, because I’m dropping things and coming up with new things and having unsubstantiated things arrive out of nowhere and, you know, all the rot that goes along with a first draft. I’ve got pages of notes of things to fix, and some other things that need…