it's a great life, if you don't weaken (matociquala) wrote,
it's a great life, if you don't weaken
matociquala

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it's snowing in cleveland i'm no one to tell her we lose all the best things to time

May I just fucking say that it's bad enough that our sociopathic narcissist of a president's new Iraq policy is "send a couple more battalions to die," but does he have to announce it in such a way as to interfere with my long-anticipated Wednesday night TV?

I mean, seriously, if I have to put up with this bastard's delusions of grandeur, I want my goddamned bread and circuses. Thank you, drive through.

Progress notes for 9 January 2007

dust

New Words:  752
Total Words: 16,288
Words for the Year: 13,356
Pages: 80
Deadline: Sometime in June or July, I'm guessing
Reason for stopping: quota, need to figure out what the bargain is, need to go work on the galleys.


Zokutou word meterZokutou word meter
16,288 / 110,000
(14.8%)


Stimulants:  chai
Exercise: a nice long walk
Songs mutilated: I need, I think, a wrist brace. Because I do not think the G chord is meant to hurt so much.  
Mammalian assistance: The cat is gunning to become a cat sausage. For this, I pay a pet deposit?
Mail:

New Amsterdam page proofs.

rarelytame likes Blood and Iron a lot, and the Jenny books not so much. (I wouldn't normally link this, so much, but she sent me the link and it's all incisive and stuff.)

Today's words Word don't know:  Azrael, coatsleeves,
Darling du Jour: "...in the midst of life support we are in death, o my brother." 
Mean Things: Oh dear. This appears to be the plot.
Tyop du Jour: He plattered himself that he could. (or) meating Azrael halfway.
Jury-rigging: Hurmity. I wonder what happens next.

There's always one more quirk in the character: Okay, it may have taken me the better part of a day to conjure Azrael, but oh, I loff him so. He is just more proof of the old truism, the Devil gets all the best lines.

Lucifer is over in his books sulking prettily, even now.

Other writing-related work: bio, and now proofs.
Books in progress: Liz Williams, Snake Agent; Phyllis Ann Karr, The Arthurian Companion
The glamour!: I took the garbage out. *g*

Tags: blood and rhetoric, ha ha only serious, here: breathe into this paper bag bear, progress notes, reviews, screeds & manifestos, the sound of one faucet dripping, there will always be assholes
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