I wrote a chapter and a half this weekend, but nothing since. Still, that's progress of a mighty sort, since I don't think I'd written anything significant in a dog's age.
Have a swollen lymph node behind my left ear, though the swelling went down dramatically when I treated the cracked skin that was exposing my lymphatic system to the elements. Keeping an eye on it, or rather an occasional fingertip.
Up far later than my crankiness should have permitted.
Orlando emailed me again. I remain disinclined to reply. I suppose I can't expect him to remember that I haven't responded to him since it became clear how much of a despicable sexist he was since he also can't remember that I'm one of those people he hates, you know, the kinky ones.
Have a swollen lymph node behind my left ear, though the swelling went down dramatically when I treated the cracked skin that was exposing my lymphatic system to the elements. Keeping an eye on it, or rather an occasional fingertip.
Up far later than my crankiness should have permitted.
Orlando emailed me again. I remain disinclined to reply. I suppose I can't expect him to remember that I haven't responded to him since it became clear how much of a despicable sexist he was since he also can't remember that I'm one of those people he hates, you know, the kinky ones.