Guns of All Sorts
Guns, quirky.
An Open Letter to Baristas Everywhere
When I say I’d like sugarfree syrup, it’s not because I’m being an annoying hippie. Please do not give me regular instead and tell me it’s sugarfree. The next time I test my sugar and it comes up, inexplicably, over 200, it’s you I will thank, vociferously. Thank you.
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Molasses
That was a bloody hard-fought thousand words, man. The problem with getting to the end of this book is, I’ve already written all of the big fun scenes, and now my entire word count consists of all the boring but necessary transition scenes and touchups where I’m stringing them all together. It’s like swimming through
Sunday Swimming
10 minutes of swimming sounds really easy when you see it on your training schedule, especially when you’ve done 20 min jogging followed by 20 min biking twice the week before. But whoa boy, seriously. I haven’t done more than the 5 min of lap swimming I did last week since… since… I was about
Stuff I Fucking Hate
I cut a bunch yesterday, so this is about another 2k. I fucking hate this book. Must mean it’s almost fucking done.
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Weekend Training
Working out on weekends is new to me. At least, I haven’t done it since Alaska, when I had a lot of time and very long summer days. According to the training schedule, Mondays and Fridays are my off days, so today was 20 minutes on the bike and 20 minutes jogging. It’s easy enough
Snip snip
Cut about six pages of crap that wasn’t working, which pissed me off. Then dithered around writing bits and pieces of personal emails and rants. Those, at least, did not piss me off. Where’s my whiskey?
Things I Need Tonight
Loud music and whiskey. I don’t have any whiskey around, but oh yeah, we’ve got the loud music in spades. And I think I have two beers in the fridge.
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Burn Notice
This is a smart, funny little show that does a lot of things I want to accomplish with Nyx and co. You’ve got the gun-toting former IRA member ex-girlfriend, the alcoholic FBI-informing best friend (played by Bruce Campbell. Seriously!), the chain smoking hypochondriac mother who’s really bad at being a mom, and the ex-spy who’s
Well, you know…
… if McCain dies in office, things might get interesting. Less interesting than if Obama dies in office (hey, she’s Alaskan! When is *she* running for president? Crappy about the pro-life thing, tho). And is this really only the second time in 20 years that somebody’s run with a woman VP? Indeed it is. But