Day three: The alien embryos growing in my lungs appear to be becoming more active. I can occasionally feel them kicking the insides of my ribs, and they have a tendency to squirm when I drink hot tea. I am subsisting on Cinnamon Life and fruit salad.
The end is near.
However, I have the wow death brownies from tamnonlinear, who is hereby invited to the OMGWTFBBQ, if cpolk and I ever get around to actually putting it together.
Even the alien embryos seem to like them.
Progress notes for 15 June 2005:
Whiskey & Water
New Words: 2,208
Total Words: 123,692 / 138,500
Notecards eradicated/remaining: 3.5 / 17
Mammalian Assistance: none, except Paladin briefly forcing himself under the desk
Stimulants: Tazo wild sweet orange tea
Exercise: I haven't exercised in three days, and my body wants its endorphin fix. But I suspect if I tried, I would not like the results.
Mail: My copies of Scardown came today. Oo, shiny. Which means that your copies should be in the stores any second now. It's a pretty grand thing, holding one's book in one's hand. There's mojo innit. And it's fuchsia!
Today's words Word don't know: mojo
Tyop du jour: somebone
Darling du jour: n/a
Books in progress, but not at all quickly: Kristine Smith, Code of Conduct; Richard Overy, Russia's War: A History of the Soviet War Effort, 1941-1945
Interesting research tidbits of the day: structure of a human heart.
Other writing-related work: slush