Allyson, yesterday when I picked up my comic pulls, I found the other huge Buffy fan in town (she named her cat Joss). I had been plugging your book to the comic shop dude and she mentioned that she had seen the book. I ended up giving her my extra copy right there so she could read it.
My day is getting progressively better. Most of the mess is picked up around the house and at least one of my children has clothes on. I still need to shower, get dressed, feed them lunch, drop Owen off at school, and pick up the old laptop from the shop.
If I don't collapse, I'm going to aqua jog class tonight.
I've had surgery on both my knees and they pop and grind something awful. I have to keep my workouts low impact or there will be great pain and suffering in Guilder. Hence the aqua jogging.
sara, you told them about your schedule in advance, right? It's not like you made all those plans with them and then by the time they arrive you're suddenly all "nope, gotta work, bye!", right? They knew about it, they made their decision while knowing about it, so you were the best host (well, pre-host) you could be under the circumstances, in my eyes.
That's what I was gonna say!
I am having an attack of OMGIhavetoomuchtodo-itis. Life, why so busy?
Mr. Jane and I are thinking India later this year.
India!
t envies Daisy Jane
It's funny how travel lust works with me. India wasn't too high on my travel list till I had to research it in my era for backstory to the WIP...and now I'm dying to go. Though it would be better if I had a time machine so I could see the India I researched, you know?
I brought a lunch of leftovers, but I don't really want it do I? Do I really want an ice cream drink and a salad?
And while you all are helping me make important life decisions? Do I want to do anything on Saturday?
On Saturday, you're going to want to hide from the weather. Maybe a movie.
Migraine suckered me in. Eased up enough to let me drive into work, and came back on by the time I got to my desk. So I have walkthrough yet to do, and pain yet to experience. I did leave a whining voicemail on my specialist's service, since I'm not sure he's matching the level of intensity on his side to the toll it's taking on mine. And if he can't step up, he needs to cut me loose so I can start this WHOLE FUCKING PROCESS again with someone else, sooner, rather than later.
Ice cream and salad! I'm in favor of enjoying food, even if it sometimes means changing well-thought-of plans. Especially if the word "ice cream" is involved.
[Edited to fiercely hope that ita's day improves.]
Trying to herd cats for dinner on Friday, have meeting Saturday, concert Tuesday, fly to DC on Thursday, need to buy shoes and schedule dress fitting and buy shower present and Father's Day card and get flyers printed and prepare a presentation and write a huge story --
I... I need a nap.
