I really will eat very weird things, and very weird combinations of things. Like tomato soup rewarmed with some leftover chicken in it, accompanied by a smorgasbord of sliced beets, olives, cheese and a slice of rye bread. Hey, it's all the food groups. What do you want?
I want my mail, dammit. There are supposed to be good things in my mail today. Like a book and a videotape and an F&SF rejection and the new LOCUS, if I'm lucky, and possibly some cds from a friend.
Words since last update: 549
Reason for stopping: sooooooooooooooo tired. Also, cat yelling for mysterious reasons.
Heh. I never liked those guys.
Mail came. No book or cds or LOCUS or rejections, but the videotape is here. One out of five ain't bad.
Time for another pot of tea. Russian Caravan, anyone?