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Arg. I REALLY don’t want this to become a whiny LJ, dammit. ARG.

Yea. Just… yea.

“I’m through accepting limits‘Cuz someone says they’re soSome things I cannot changeBut till I try, I’ll never know!Too long I’ve been afraid ofLosing love I guess I’ve lostWell, if that’s loveIt comes at much too high a cost!I’d sooner buyDefying gravityKiss me goodbyeI’m defying gravityAnd you can’t pull me down” – “Defying Gravity,” from Wicked:

A brand of yogurt with only 8 carbs! It takes so little to make me happy these days. OK, back to work.

I am so amused.

The Day Job had me working on updating databases yesterday for 4 hours, so I’m working from home today, mainly so I can get shit done that was supposed to be done yesterday. Also, I just acquired a bunch more books. This makes me happy.

Die, pancreas, die! Oh, wait. Already dead. Oh well.

Looks like they’re going to try and launch the anthology that my story, “Wonder Maul Doll” is in at World Fantasy in Austin (barring disaster. Which does, of course, happen), and I have an email from one of the editors asking how many of us authors are going to be there. It’s the first story

Got back the first of the reader-edits for tDW from my buddy Patrick yesterday. He pointed out some typos (oh! It’s soooo nice to be at the stage of this novel where I’m like, “Hey, yea, check for typos, because I don’t intend on trashing this whole book and starting again!”), pacing issues, one rather