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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Though I take my song / From a withered limb, / Both song and tree, / They sing for him.

My mother informs me that hot dogs used to turn me into "Mr. Hyde" as a kid, and she only ever let me have Hebrew National ones, and then only sometimes. (And this tells you how often I have hot dogs these days, doesn't it?)

And I just went and looked at the label. Sodium nitrite. Tah dah. Instant were-bear.


I feel much better now. Kind of blew the wordcount tonight, but you know, so it goes.

Progress notes for 5 June 2005:

Whiskey & Water

New Words: 1,021
Total Words: 107,095 / 119,500
Pages: 478

Zokutou word meterZokutou word meter
119,500 / 160,000
Reason for stopping: bedtime. I should just declare Sundays a writing-free-day, given everything. But let us be honest. I am obsessed.
Mammalian Assistance: none
Stimulants: root beer float and lots of ice water
Exercise: none
Mail: nolove from Aeon
Today's words Word don't know: n/a
Tyop du jour: n/a
Darling du jour: n/a
Books in progress, but not at all quickly: Dorothy L. Sayers, The Unpleasantness At The Bellona Club;
Interesting research tidbits of the day: n/a
Other writing-related work: n/a

I have so totally found Matthew's theme song. It's sick how perfect this is. Exept one needs to swap the "he" in the song for a "she," but I'm fuzzy on that pronoun stuff, anyway.

By the rivers dark
I panicked on.
I belonged at last
to Babylon.

Then he struck my heart
With a deadly force,
And he said, 'This heart:
It is not yours.'
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