Let's go down, won't you come on down?
May. 22nd, 2015 06:10 pmI have been earwormed by most of the soundtrack of Oh Brother Where Art Thou?, without even having watched it for ages; but it doesn't matter.
M'wife has gone off to BayCon, ostensibly to collect our badges and do her first panel and come straight home again; in fact, to nobody's surprise, she has been waylaid by a friend and will be staying for dinner and who knows what afterwards. Meanwhile I have stayed home to avoid the fun, but it really doesn't matter.
I have this story, see, that I really have to finish this weekend, I really do. And finally, after weeks'n'weeks, I think I have it figured out; and now I just have to write down the figurings. I just have to. So I have stayed home, and am writing.
Also I have opened the first bottle of wine, and am drinking; and am virtuously eating my way through a fridgeful of leftovers, in a tidying kind of way. Also a friend of ours has begun brewing beer rather seriously, and we hear about this quite a lot and get to sample the product not nearly enough, and I have my eye on a book and my thoughts on a space in the clubhouse, because why on earth do I not brew?
Mostly, though, I am writing. I am eating and drinking at my desk, and not internetting very much at all, while largely I lay down phosphors in a due and proper order. Almost a thousand words' worth so far today, and how long is it since I could say that?
M'wife has gone off to BayCon, ostensibly to collect our badges and do her first panel and come straight home again; in fact, to nobody's surprise, she has been waylaid by a friend and will be staying for dinner and who knows what afterwards. Meanwhile I have stayed home to avoid the fun, but it really doesn't matter.
I have this story, see, that I really have to finish this weekend, I really do. And finally, after weeks'n'weeks, I think I have it figured out; and now I just have to write down the figurings. I just have to. So I have stayed home, and am writing.
Also I have opened the first bottle of wine, and am drinking; and am virtuously eating my way through a fridgeful of leftovers, in a tidying kind of way. Also a friend of ours has begun brewing beer rather seriously, and we hear about this quite a lot and get to sample the product not nearly enough, and I have my eye on a book and my thoughts on a space in the clubhouse, because why on earth do I not brew?
Mostly, though, I am writing. I am eating and drinking at my desk, and not internetting very much at all, while largely I lay down phosphors in a due and proper order. Almost a thousand words' worth so far today, and how long is it since I could say that?
(no subject)
Date: 2015-05-23 02:54 pm (UTC)Someday, I would love to be able to play their version of "Man of Constant Sorrow". I think I in fact have a songbook around here somewhere.