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leahbobetAugust 23, 2009 Progress Notes:
"Highway" (rankest working title)
Words today: 2050, although not all of that is actually today's. I had about 700 of it here and there over the last month, but apparently neglected to log that.
Words total: 2050.
Reason for stopping: Draft.
Books in progress: Daniel Rabuzzi, The Choir Boats.
The glamour: We went to the Festival of South Asia this afternoon, which netted me a skirt, a completely awesome mendhi on my left hand (the henna's still on, and looks wonderful; I'll take it off and hope it's dark enough before bed), butter chicken, gulab jamun, and an Indian limeade in an old-style glass bottle. Unfortunately, then undisclosed body parts staged a godless mutiny and I had to go home, pop a lot of Advil, and nap until almost nine.
Oh well.
As per the last post's metric, nobody pooped on my shirt, so the day was still a net win.
"Highway" (rankest working title)
Words today: 2050, although not all of that is actually today's. I had about 700 of it here and there over the last month, but apparently neglected to log that.
Words total: 2050.
Reason for stopping: Draft.
Books in progress: Daniel Rabuzzi, The Choir Boats.
The glamour: We went to the Festival of South Asia this afternoon, which netted me a skirt, a completely awesome mendhi on my left hand (the henna's still on, and looks wonderful; I'll take it off and hope it's dark enough before bed), butter chicken, gulab jamun, and an Indian limeade in an old-style glass bottle. Unfortunately, then undisclosed body parts staged a godless mutiny and I had to go home, pop a lot of Advil, and nap until almost nine.
Oh well.
As per the last post's metric, nobody pooped on my shirt, so the day was still a net win.
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Date: 2009-08-24 09:24 pm (UTC)