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If any psuedoscience-inclined person would care to hazard a guess as to exactly what was going on between the hours of nine and eleven-thirty PDT last night, I'd be interested to hear it. Normally, I am a somewhat less-than-usally klutzy person, aside an ability to burn myself while slicing cheese. (I must have offended a fire elemental in a past life or something.)

In two and a half hours last night, I managed to overturn a full seltzer glass (onto the floor, not my keyboard, thankfully)--and they're squat little glasses with a nice thick base, too--and knock a somewhat affectionately-held piece of stoneware off a shelf. Fortunately, the stoneware did not shatter, but I did take a nice thick chip out of the lip, and further, it took me four freaking tries to glue it back together, because I kept dropping the pieces.

Discretion proved the better part of valor. I went to bed.

But not before I managed to explode a lightbulb while turning on a light for kit_kindred.

Dammit. Knew I should have worn the tinfoil cap.


Progress notes for 18 April 2005

Whiskey & Water

New Words: 2,151
Total Words: 43,232
Pages: 196

Zokutou word meterZokutou word meter
43,232 / 160,000
Well. A very good day by anyone's standard. The first five hours were just a merciless grind, and then five or six pages fell out of my head in a chunk.

Reason for stopping: must go to work. stupid work.
Mammalian Assistance: I have been, largely, spurned. although Marlowe did make a cross-the-room flying tackle of my foot last night. That was pretty funny.
Stimulants: pomegranate black tea, toast, seltzer, insrutable oriental candy (Okay, I just do not get chrysanthemum candy. Maybe I should dissolve it in tea. And how come my local Chinese grocery never has lychee jellies any more, dammit? I love lychee jellies. *pout*)
Exercise: Walking! also Gothercise
Mail: nomail
Today's words Word don't know: Sark, haloed, patternless, keloid
Tyop du jour: Her hair was sliding out of the braid, and the bird preened a strange behind her ear (I told you this book was about hair.) (or) She urned herself.
Darling du jour: Something winged will know.
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: scarification
Other writing-related work: One chapter critted for truepenny


I wanna know what happened to the lychee jellies too. Almost as much as what happened to the mango jellies.

My crazy friend Justin blames sunspots for these kind of occurrences.
Unfortunately the sunspot numbers for yesterday don't seem to be up yet so we can't cross-reference.
Have you adopted an adolescent girl lately?

'cause if so, poltergeist.