Wednesday, September 13, 2006


The plus side of being pukey sick?

8500 words today. Yup. 16 pages, give or take, single-spaced. The Muse has officially shat upon my head.

Now, I'm going to bed. Yes, at 8:40. I feel like death placed near a stove, rather than actually warmed over. I should go to work tomorrow. I probably will go to work tomorrow. But I won't feel like it.

I'm just sayin.

Oh, and I did finally sip some chicken broth. So far, so good. My stomach hasn't exactly accepted the offering, but it hasn't quite rejected it, either. We'll see how it goes.


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