Well, that was a waste. Fancy schmancy Harvard Square yarn shop didn't have what I need. So, tomorrow I'll hit Michael's. Betcha they'll have it. I did get some other pretty yarn, though, to make myself a scarf. Hopefully it'll turn out okey dokey.

I just cold-called two editors and an agent to ask them to be on the editor-agent panel for my RWA chapter's writers conference.

WHY don't more of these people list their email addresses? Making cold calls literally gives me the shakes.

Now that I think about it, I'm sure the reason is that I'm far from the only person who's very comfortable emailing strangers but dreads speaking with them, so it cuts down on the annoying contact factor.

Annabel has a doctor's appointment later today to look at her ears.

P-C, that is just plain scary.

My favorite thing is Ron's little dance. Also the integration of the theme.

juliana, Neiman's is having a Last Call sale on shoes, take an extra 40% off, including quite a few pairs of Leboutins.

And y'all are superb googlers, because yep! That's the stuff.

You all are not talking enough to keep me occupied. If I end up doing my laundry, let it be on your heads.

Cindy, stack the cats.

So, Cindy, did you see the clip yesterday in which Condoleezza Rice said that we were justified in attacking Iraq because Saddam Hussein had "cavorted with terrorists"?

No, Ginger. I don't watch reality shows.

(Thanks, Jess. I won't put my laundry on your specific head. Also, please disregard/forgive my blatant over-generalization of "reality" as genre, since I was just picking on the administration for a cheap laugh.)

I just love the picture in my head of Saddam and the terrorists, cavorting.

Went through the slideshow of shoes, and I could see myself in about three to four of them. I guess I may be a girl after all. But no flats and no feathers.