Back from Dublin, where we had an extremely nice ‘weekend’, ate *way* too much generally excellent food, saw friends, got books signed, signed some books, and spent too much money. Gaiman-related details under the cut, since that’s probably most of what people want to read about anyway. :)
Tag: friends
more like “seize”
I tried that exhale-and-pinch-your-belly-fat thing this morning. It was more like “seize” than “pinch”, I’m afraid… :) I’ve noticed that over the last week or so, after 3-4 weeks of Pilates, I am more inclined to sit and stand up straight, and that, especially the last few days, when I’m out walking I’m sucking my gut in more. I donno, I think maybe this might be good for me or something. We walked outside this morning to go to the gym, and there was a great golden moon hanging just…
got it in one :)
Deborah/ on the general proclivities of her friends: “Kit would grimly march forward, complaining in very short spurts about how she should not have set herself up for this, doing pretty much the absurdly impossible, take it on without much hesitation and not account whatsoever for the fact that she is also writing two to three times the volume of the average writer that year, and then when it is all done, accomplished handily, and she is literally on another continent, she will plunk herself down, blow out her breath…
*beams*
Here is the utterly wonderful story of how S.C. Butler/ met Stan Lee.
v. pleased with myself
I woke up at about 6:40 this morning and almost talked myself out of going to swim. But then I thought, “Self, you *always* feel better after exercising, and you know you won’t go later in the day.” So I got up and walked through the POURING RAIN and had a quite nice swim. I did 500 meters of just kicking, which loosened up my very, very, very sore legs (we walked about eight and a half miles on Wednesday, and then yesterday I did barre exercises. My legs huuuuuurt.),…