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First this, then that: now what?
Aug. 21st, 2014 06:20 pmTime comes in blocks, apparently, today.
This morning I was solidly at the coffee shop, eight till noon, with Jeannie and later Karen, getting work done.
This afternoon I was solidly in the dentist's chair, one thirty till three thirty, getting work done in a wholly different sense.
Right now I'd rather be lying on the sofa - my fainting couch, Karen calls it - with a book and a glass of wine, but lo, I have discovered a dreg of virtue and am proofreading against a deadline. As the deadline's tomorrow, this is probably a good thing. *sighs*
Dinner will be leftovers, if anyone wants dinner. Mostly I intend to flump in front of the TV and murmur "Pity me, kind people?" at anyone who happens to pass by. The degree of pity this actually engenders may be measured by the angle of the sneer on a cat's lip.
This morning I was solidly at the coffee shop, eight till noon, with Jeannie and later Karen, getting work done.
This afternoon I was solidly in the dentist's chair, one thirty till three thirty, getting work done in a wholly different sense.
Right now I'd rather be lying on the sofa - my fainting couch, Karen calls it - with a book and a glass of wine, but lo, I have discovered a dreg of virtue and am proofreading against a deadline. As the deadline's tomorrow, this is probably a good thing. *sighs*
Dinner will be leftovers, if anyone wants dinner. Mostly I intend to flump in front of the TV and murmur "Pity me, kind people?" at anyone who happens to pass by. The degree of pity this actually engenders may be measured by the angle of the sneer on a cat's lip.