What with all the taxes I did. But it's done. Go, me. I hope I didn't screw it up too badly, like I did last year ( Read more... )

I have accomplished absolutely nothing of note. No outline, not even a line. I copied and pasted the seven part plot-point outline into a blank doc. That's it.

This is probably a function of the fact that my brain is mush do DUE (!!--see what I mean???) to the cold I've managed to come down with. I feel somewhat more with-it now than I have most ( Read more... )

I had a dermatologist play whack-a-mole with a blemish on my back last week, and the results came back yesterday ( Read more... )

My entire body feels like it's in rebellion. My head hurts, my throat hurts, and I think my uterus is trying to break free and run away. God, I wish it would, because as much as I rail about the Utter Fail of my uterus on a regular basis, it doesn't usually hurt me. I'd put this at about a six on the pain scale--and I'm not even bleeding ( Read more... )

New mood theme.

I went poking around LJ yesterday looking for something RDJ or Iron Man-related, and the one created by lidi filled the bill quite nicely.

Although I'd like to find one that uses Robert's characters from his movies as well. The lovely and effulgent pensive1 has one that someone created using photoshoots and candids that's pretty shiny too ( Read more... )

The (apparent) flu bug that went through me and Da Boy like a hot knife through ice cream has landed upon the Hubby's head. Of course, he's supposed to work tomorrow, but he had the wisdom to call in sick. He's miserable (TRY getting him to admit it!) and said, "This is no ordinary cold." I just nodded sagely, because I'm still coughing. And Da ( Read more... )

the BearFic is DONE ( Read more... )

And hopefully I'll be even better tomorrow and actually open the BearFic and poke it some.

My fever broke sometime yesterday after I spent most of the day laid out on the couch. And I've lost 3.6 lbs in the last two days, with, no doubt, more tomorrow, because I've done this thing called not eating. Even peanut butter (the last of the peanut ( Read more... )

I've been sick three times this winter. And I have a story I really need to finish before the 31st. However, I'm getting my ASS kicked here; I'm exhausted, can't talk, and it practically took an act of Congress for me to take a shower this morning. And of course, it's settled in my throat, which involves a lot of coughing, which makes the bad ( Read more... )

This cold is kicking my ass, y'all. *loathes* This is the second time I've been sick this winter. NOT FAIR. And I'm supposed to go down to Provo tomorrow to help sandratayler mail out the new Schlock Mercenary books. I'm not really coughing or throwing a lot of phlegm; my head just sort of hurts and my throat isn't sore per se, but it feels weird. 600mg ( Read more... )