kiya: (stormwolf)
( May. 23rd, 2004 03:11 am)
Thunderthunderthunderthunderdancedancedance.

Thunderthunder.

Dance.

(The inner Set kid says: Hi Daddy! Missed you!)

ThunderTHUNDERthunderthunder.

ThunderSTORM!
I wrote somewhere around a hundred words yesterday, which counts for spectacular heights of productivity lately.

Then I wrote 917 today, and finished section 163. Which is a good thing to have done. Especially since I sent it to [livejournal.com profile] oneironaut who told me that the weird bits actually don't confuse the narrative. Unfortunately, I haven't figured out what 164 is doing yet. [livejournal.com profile] brooksmoses made mumbly noises that helped me figure out who I'm pretty sure is in it, but that's not sufficient.

Other irrelevant updates:

I still hate the washing machine with the outrage of a thousand pissed-off nockers.

It's very satisfying to have friends who attempt to relate frequency of local thunderstorms to the loveliness of their backsides.

I saw the algae-eater again. Feeshee!

My knee still hurts, so I'm still not standing up if I can help it.

The end.
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