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Progress notes for 16 April 2005

Whiskey & Water

New Words: 1,174
Total Words: 39,399
Pages: 178


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39,399 / 160,000
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Reason for stopping: errands. Also, end of Chapter 9
Mammalian Assistance: one of the cutest things that happens in this house is when Marlowe is sitting on my mousepad (as he often does), and Signy comes over to visit. As she is a rather tall dog, she is comfortable reaching over the desk to poke me with her pokey nose. And Marlowe likes to start washing her face and ears, and grooming her fur when she does. It's really unbearable cute.

Especially the long-suffering looks she gives me as she tolerates the prickly cat-tongue inside her ears. (She's a natural-eared Dane, but her ears are rose-ears rather than spaniel ears, so even when they're not pricked (well, half-pricked, which is the best she can do) he can get inside the folds. It must tickle like a son of a bitch. I can only imagine.

Stimulants: ceylon tea
Exercise: none yet. maybe gothercise later, as it does not appear I will get my walk
Mail: nomail
Today's words Word don't know: n/a
Tyop du jour: She had the big green pickup hacked halfway down the cracked asphalt drive when her phone made its noise. (or) There were people in the neighborhood with wivestock
Darling du jour: "Carel, there's a unicorn eating your lily bulbs."
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: where to buy a used tree spade
Other writing-related work: n/a. but I did henna my hair.

Comments

Almost Freudian, isn't it?
Better Signy's ears than your eyelids. Loki has discovered he can always get me out of bed by licking my eyelids. Do you have any idea how much that hurts. Owwww!

MKK
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A number of years ago my step mother and father had a beagle and a largish cat. Every evening, after their supper, the cat would wash himself. Then the beagle would come over and stand with his side to the cat and poke her with his nose. The cat would wash that side. When she was done, Toby would turn around and present his other side, which would get washed as well. The cat never seems to get tired of this.

I want wivestock, too.
You think they do windows?

Probably not, if they're my wivestock.