I think the band of poor SOBs that make up
The Lightriders principal cast know that I'm trying to screw them over, because they keep finding reasons not to go where I'm sending them. All of chapter 23 has been like pulling teeth. GAH.
On the other hand, revisions to "Bibliotheca Magica" are proceeding much better and I'm actually enjoying the rewrite process, which may well be a first.
I've made the right choice for my SMF audition monologue, and I now have empirical evidence. Mua ha ha. I have no idea if it's going to work or not, but I'm going to have fun doing it.
Something has taken up residence in the fridge. It sort of looks like pizza dough. However, we won't know for sure until
madcap_allie comes over tonight and we attempt to actually turn it into pizza. Mr. Darcy says this is Mad Science. All I know is that alcohol will be involved.
Yesterday Mr. Darcy and I drove all over north Olympia looking at land. The best candidate was 20 wooded acres, very private, accessed via an easement that a very pleasant fellow on the next property showed us how to get to. Downside: it's a drainage nightmare and what it would cost to install a septic system is beyond contemplation. OTOH we weren't seriously looking for something to buy yesterday, just getting a sense of the area. I'm making Mr. Darcy pick where we look next and I suspect he'll say the peninsula. Sometime next month, possibly.
Between my tattoo healing, catching and recovering from a cold, Jesse being in Europe for a month, and general craziness, I fell off the workout wagon this month for the longest time in years. Gah. So today I got onboard the elliptical trainer and tortured myself for 25 minutes. Much better. Mmm, endorphins.
Now I do more writing and chores before
madcap_allie gets here.
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