September 5th, 2005

bear by san

thank god for, thank god for the Gatling gun.

It's been that and "If I had a rocket launcher" all morning. I may be in a mood.

Progress notes for 5 September 2005:

Carnival

New Words: 2,132
Total Words: 74,818 / 89,000
Pages: 356

Zokutou word meterZokutou word meter
89,000 / 110,000
(80.0%)
Reason for stopping: work, and quota
Mammalian Assistance:  none
Stimulants: seltzer and orange tea
Exercise: none
Mail: nomail
Today's words Word don't know: n/a
Words I'm surprised Word do know: isopropyl, rood
Tyop du jour: It would peak and troll back.
Darling du jour: He watched in fascinated horror as she worked her way around a piece of shellfish sushi, rather like a snake ingesting a too-large mouse: lingeringly and with many pauses.
Books in progress, but not at all quickly: Richard Overy, Russia's War: A History of the Soviet War Effort, 1941-1945 (which I cleverly left at porphyrin's house, and won't be finishing until I reclaim);  Ladislas Farago, The Game of the Foxes; Leigh Richards, Califia's Daughters;
Mean things: restricted circulation
Other writing-related work: n/a
Interesting tidbits: Making Light: "No Good Will Come of It." Or, to quote Ian, "Ballads usually end badly, don't you know?"