It offends me that it's not.
Savage Love on Pope John Paul II, and blowjobs. *bites lip* so. not. going. there. (via kriz1818)
baaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaby aye-aye (via sclerotic_rings)
baaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaby octopus, too (via tamnonlinear)
Progress notes for 15 April 2005
Whiskey & Water
New Words: 2,321, which I didn't start getting until after seven, because the damned book played hard to get.
Total Words: 38,225
Pages: 173, and I'm through Elaine and Matthew's reunion. And it was fun, too, once I got them to stop staring at each other.
Mammalian Assistance: Marlowe on my shoulder emitting sleepions.
Stimulants: Seltzer, tea, a pale ale
Exercise: walking and gothercise
Today's words Word don't know: verdancy, fretworked, gangled, liegeman, ylang ylang, tendoned, slippered
Tyop du jour: the same voices from before blown to him on a gurst of wind.
Darling du jour: "You smell much better now. If your taste runs to small predators in lust."
Books in progress, but not at all quickly: Ed Sanders, Tales of Beatnik Glory; Neal Stephenson, Quicksilver, Sarah Monette, Kekropia
Interesting research tidbit of the day: tattoo ink composition
Other writing-related work: n/a
I am suddenly compelled to admit that I owe everything I know about writing fight scenes to Richard Adams. That's right. I learned it all reading about bunny violence.
Sad, isn't it?
Wind and rain are nothing to the storm inside