This is me, working on my script.
No, really! You believe me, don’t you? Yeah, well. Maybe you shouldn’t. I’m tired, and stressed out, and have a headache, and, you know, insert a million more excuses to not write here. I’m doing better with exercise, but exercise is easier...I need help.
I was stressed out after work last night, so I decided to unwind by converting my site from XHTML Traditional to XHTML Strict. *facepalm* The most obnoxious part was going back and finding invalid markup in old entries and changing it. I think I’ve found it all....Grr, argh!
And, a few paragraphs in, my laptop BSODed and rebooted. Or, more accurately, failed to reboot until the third try. I did backups yesterday; should I write or back up? I’m current. Write. Back up after writing....And I was doing so well…
I wrote some yesterday, but thus far today I’ve mowed the lawn, trimmed the hedge, grocery shopped… but no writing. No laundry or dishes, either, for that matter, but I’m more vexed about the (lack of) writing. Also, yesterday there was Harmony....Exercise: 1, Writing: 0.
Because I was having trouble convincing myself to work out, I decided to set my alarm clock half an hour earlier and work out in the mornings. This prompted much mirth from the SO, since my usual morning routine has been to hit the snooze button for an hour. Jokes...Note to self.
Apparently, what one does when one doesn’t know what happens next in a story is upgrade Movable Type to version 3.2. (Mmm, yummy new antispam features!) And, of course, resist the urge to say, “But I don’t want that to happen, that’s...I don’t know what happens next in this story.
Maybe I should tweak the website. Or install more Movable Type plugins. Or make a page on this site to show people how cute my cats are. Or install more Movable Type plugins! Or all of the above! *heavy sigh* Or...How did Thanksgiving get to be next week?
No, really. I want to know! My mother is coming into town next week. She wants to help me unpack boxes. [Insert imaginary superbeing here] knows that I need the help desperately, but I hope she wants to do fun things, too. Partly because I want to do fun things. Fun...Change of address
I just changed my address for F&SF and Asimov’s via their nifty forms. I feel like there’s something I’m forgetting to do. I wish I knew what it was. In other exciting news, my Internet connection at home is the suck. Also, I am weary of cleaning...Subscribe
