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azurelunatic) wrote2003-11-27 07:43 pm
azurelunatic) wrote2003-11-27 07:43 pm
Happy day...
Woke up. Dawn & husband stopped by just before 1. She dropped off disk of photos. I tried to introduce ![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
eris_raven, but she was skittish and afraid that she was going to be eaten, and did not want to be introduced.
I wrote about 2,000 words, then got some lunch, or something like that. Mr. President was driving by with a friend and enthusiastically hailed me. Then I knocked off and read some more Memory.
I found a recycle chair, a nice one. I may have already mentioned this.
marxdarx got back home. He came bearing leftovers. Oooh.
Little Fayoumis came back home. He came with Grandma, who was bearing leftovers. Oooooh.
Mama called, to say that all was well, she was at Guide Dog Aunt's and they were headed off for Thanksgiving dinner, but the turkey wasn't done yet, so she was snagging time to call me. Of course, she picked the moment when Little Fayoumis started wailing about something to call, but
Marx was on that, so it was all good.
I'm not really sure where I put Memory again, so it's probably time to start cranking out another 7,000 words or so.
eris_raven, but she was skittish and afraid that she was going to be eaten, and did not want to be introduced. I wrote about 2,000 words, then got some lunch, or something like that. Mr. President was driving by with a friend and enthusiastically hailed me. Then I knocked off and read some more Memory.
I found a recycle chair, a nice one. I may have already mentioned this.
marxdarx got back home. He came bearing leftovers. Oooh. Little Fayoumis came back home. He came with Grandma, who was bearing leftovers. Oooooh.
Mama called, to say that all was well, she was at Guide Dog Aunt's and they were headed off for Thanksgiving dinner, but the turkey wasn't done yet, so she was snagging time to call me. Of course, she picked the moment when Little Fayoumis started wailing about something to call, but
Marx was on that, so it was all good. I'm not really sure where I put Memory again, so it's probably time to start cranking out another 7,000 words or so.