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

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Progress notes

(You might like the gypsy life / you judge your progress by the phases of the moon / get your compass and your sharpest knife/ people love you when they know you're leaving soon)

Progress notes for 22 November 2004

One-Eyed Jack

New Words: 1033
Total Words: 79063 
Pages: 350
Reason for stopping:  Must get boy from work--between houseguests and dinner things tonight, not sure I'll get any more words today.
Mammalian Assistance: Backrubs from DJ. Yay! Also, Marlowe on the mousepad and the chair back and stealing bits of my apple, too. And Signy being poky, and Paladin snoring.
Stimulants: Miso, tea with honey
Exercise: none yet.
Mail: Has not yet arrived.
Tyop du jour: even in the shelter of the nimivan.
Darling du jour: Despite the low bright moon casting everything below in strobe-sharp relief, all he could see over the wind-rippled sea of tamarisk was a few stark chimneys, limned white with precipitated calcium and mineral salts, and the black, clawed skeletons of waterlogged shade trees.
Books in progress: Ed Sanders, Tales of Beatnik Glory
Other writing-related work: none

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