12,950 Days Alive
9,093 Words Written So Far
2 Egg Rolls Eaten
1 Plead Out Case
Well, I think I’m getting an earache in my right ear. It won’t stop itching and it’s driving me crazy!
Speaking of driving my crazy, jury summons was a load of horse manure. The single most boring and uncomfortable experience of my not so young life. I was not selected because the person plead out. So, yay for the justice system?
I picked up a dress at a thrift store that fit really well. And I actually found new to me flats that will replace my current ones.
I wrote more today. I honestly spent most of the time awaiting jury selection reading rather than writing. But still, I’m almost at 10,000 words. I’m a little behind schedule, but I’ll make it up.
I’ve been up since five a.m. thanks to one Mister Spock let’s-wake-mom-up-by-licking-her-head Vanyar. Brat cat. He’s lucky he’s so cute and lovable and shit.
I’ve already appeased the Duolingo owl for the night. I’m up visiting J and Bill6 on the Moon this weekend. Fen was kind enough to be willing to feed Spock so I could go.
I’m off to bed in a burrito of blankets on J and Bill6’s couch.
Take your meds, folks.
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