Thud: The Patron Saint of Nothing

[leahbobet]

February 26, 2007 Progress Notes:

The Patron Saint of Nothing

Words today: 750.
Words total: 33,600 MS Word.
Reason for stopping: Quota. Take that. *spits in book's eye*
Liquid Refreshment: Cardamom coffee.
Munchies: French toast.
Exercise: N/A.
Mail: An eight-month or so rejection from On Spec.

Darling du Jour: N/A
Tyop du Jour: N/A
Words MS Word Doesn't Know: N/A

Mean Things: Case: They were lying in wait for you. Oops. *g*
Research Roundup: Rope-making
Books in progress: Flannery O'Connor, The Complete Stories; Minister Faust, From the Notebooks of Dr. Brain; James Ellroy, The Cold Six Thousand; Textbooks.

The glamour: Okay, it doesn't suck toooo bad, but now I have to runrunrun!

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I'm not even keeping track of the Novel in 90 day anymore. I think I failed it. Oh well. *g*

Also, I now have to rush to get some outside clothes on and go into the snow that has been falling allll night and alll day now, because I am going to paint ceramics with my mom and sister and sister's friend* and gift my baby plants with new pots. Which means I won't see the hockey game tonight.

So yes, if you're with me, please think crap hockey fall-on-the-ass incomplete pass and penalty-taking thoughts towards the Montreal Canadiens tonight between 7pm and 10pm.

Your nation thanks you.

*This may mean I am no longer Deathly Embarrassing, or maybe just Mostly Deathly Embarrassing, which is still partially alive!

Comments

[leahbobet.livejournal.com]

Heh, probably. Midterms and February have combined to poleaxe some decent progress. But I'm not exactly upset about not being able to do it -- the thing where I try to do everything for everyone and such tends to just drive me crazy, and it's not like I've been sitting on my arse, etc. etc. ad infinitum.

So yes, I suppose I wasn't clear there -- not really asking for reassurance, just...well, oh well, really behind there, guess I shan't do it after all. *g*