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December 29th, 2009

sf farscape d'argo's your daddy

*Today* is a rest day.

A very busy rest day.

For anybody who feels like playing, it looks like novel_in_90 is starting up another round on january one. I will be playing: I have Grail to finish.

In a minute here I'm going to shower and dress and put the dog out and then go swim before my massage therapy appointment, and then I'm going to go over the see ashacat and netcurmudgeon and the boys. I will be delivering food and distracting children. I will probably bring my spinning, too, because young Sunil is fascinated by the spindle. I will try not to drop it on the coffee table this time. (Sorry.)

evynrude is coming too, which means I will be touching my guitar for the first time since October. Pray for my friends' ears.

Well, we'll have fun, even if we suck.

Then I get to come home and not do much of anything until tomorrow night. Maybe read. I need to read.

Post-novella ennui in five, four, three--

I'm taking the rest of the year off. That sounds so impressive when I say it that way. *g*

Meanwhile, outside the wind is howling, and it's time I got up and packed my plantation. See you on the other side.
phil ochs troubador

everything that is left they will only plow under

It turns out that "Rexroth's Daughter" is actually pretty easy. At least a cheater version.

Now I just have to convince my brain to sing it in my range rather than Greg's. Because he's really not a soprano.
hustle ash really

she made up someone to be. she made up somewhere to be from.

Finished my second skein of yarn, which looks almost exactly like the first one.

It's official: plying is the most boring thing ever.

But at least it prevents snacking.