Okey. I am procrastinating the mountain of work on my desk that must be completed before I leave here today to drive mashed potatoes to lori and kat, get my spare key to the cat-sitting neighbor, do laundry, pack, and figure out what time is best to leave for Long Beach tomorrow.
I shall procrastinate by saying thank you to people who give me stuff.
Lori, Kat, ita, Kristen, Polgara, Monique: Thank you for my pretty loveseat. I would never have purchased it for myself, as I often think I'm undeserving of luxuries such as this. Most generous gift, ever.
Tim: Thank you for coddling me through my first book. Most important thing I've ever done for myself. Would still be thinking about it as a pipe dream if you hadn't said, "not all are created equal. Some have talent. You have talent. You'll be a millionaire someday. Write the book."
And for other stuff I'm not writing out here, but maybe will tell you someday when you can't hold it against me.
ita: Taking me to kickboxing. I thought I was going to die and gave up in 15 minutes. A year later, I watched other people almost die and give up. Thank you. When something seems to hard for my body to do, I know that it isn't true, that I'm capable and can be strong. Wouldn't know that, if I didn't know you.
erinaceous: Thanks for sending my samples to your sister. It always shocks the shit out of me that people I think are the smartest people on the planet think I'm bright as well. When your sister made the offer to represent me, I didn't hesitate. Anyone who came from the same womb as you must be a fantastic person. And I've found that to be true.
Kat n' Lori: You have no idea how grateful I am for your planning this Thanksgiving. I can't even think about anything else right now except walking on a beach with nowhere to go or be, no chores, no worries, for four entire days.
Kristen and Polgara: Well, you know. I can't write it all down in a public forum, yo. That could result in indictments.