I'm surprised as many people write novels as they do. It's a lot of work.

I hope it turns out to be nothing serious for the SO, Liese. Plenty of health~ma.

See, Barb? I'm glad you went. I can't imagine you being shy in the first place, to be honest.

Good, Barb. I`m glad to hear it. That`s usually how these things pan out. Now if only I could remember that next time for myself!
 
Blech, theo & brenda. No fun.
 
My fingernails are black and I blame you all. But a) super cheap Walgreens polish (what? it was an impulse buy) and b) likely to fail catastrophically shortly as I am really tough on my nails. I like how they look now, though I was doing them and saying to myself how I really really don`t know how to do this.
 
I am not undergoing DST woes other than the fact that all my tv just shifted, but Tivo is alleviating that woe. Because we still don`t change. All you crazy time changing freaks.
 
I am sleeping in anyway because the SO declined my accompaniment to the doc.

Doesn't black polish almost look better chipped, anyway?

Meanwhile, I'm having a crisis of confidence, because I can't figure out a new way to write something I've written a hundred times already. And my boss basically told me it sucked last week. BLEH.

Doesn't black polish almost look better chipped, anyway?

Spike flashback.

Did your boss think it sucked all 100 times before, Jesse?

Hmm. Coworker I snark with is working from home today. ::selfish pout::

See, Barb? I'm glad you went. I can't imagine you being shy in the first place, to be honest.

Yes, definitely glad I went. As for the shy thing, it's relative. I'm not shy if I know people, but going into a situation for the first time is always stressful for me. My first RWA conference, even though it was a little bitty chapter conference, I was petrified, because I knew no one and I went by myself and I'm not one of those people who can just walk up to others and introduce myself and insinuate myself into conversations.

Even yesterday, while we were just sitting around and chatting, the friend I went with observed, "You know, the older folks tend to come and sit beside you-- I think it's the air of calm and reserve that you project."

Which, okay-- calm and reserve is at least a step up from "come too close and I'll cut you," which has historically been my usual default. Still means the cute guys don't come sit near me, but like I said, it appears to be an improvement.

I put an anteater somewhere on this board, and it is not here!

It was in Non-Fiction, Sophia.

Did your boss think it sucked all 100 times before, Jesse?

She wouldn't have seen it 98 of them. And I'm not convinced she's read it yet!