May 17th, 2008

writing rengeek stratford man

and there for honey bees have sought in vain

Well, this is excellent news...

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162.9 miles to Lothlorien.

In other news, I will never understand how my body can be competent one day and inept the next. I managed a jog for about a half mile out and a half mile back this morning, but mostly twinges in my right hip, both calves, and my right shin meant I walked the rest. In urban wildlife noted, however, I did see a cottontail rabbit in the middle of a residential street at around 6:45 am. And two lovely dogs out for a morning constitutional with their persons--a German shepherd and a springer spaniel. I am so very dog-deprived.

The cat opines that SHE is not dog-deprived at all, thank you, and also that she would like to warm her feet up on my thigh. So move the laptop, Monkey!
writing genocide

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1704 words on Seven for a Secret tonight. We have found the plot, and it is progressing. I'm still not sure exactly how it plays out, but Sebastien is the Scarlet Pimpernel.

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17,000 / 30,000

If there weren't this damned convention mucking up my week, I could have this done by next Monday.

*falls over in front of the television*