Slouching Towards Oblivion
Sunny today. Our high was 51˚F.
No, it was not as productive as were the last two days. Partly, because I woke at 4:30 a.m. and did not get back to sleep until long after five. I just lay there, considering all the possible dooms on their way, thinking about getting up. Then I slept until 8 a.m.
But I did do some proofreading, all paleo' stuff. And I got good news back from Yale.
I'm having trouble eating again. Last night I had my first real meal in two days.
I have got to get back to the fiction, no matter how much I do not want to do that.
Oh, hey. Did you know we have giant ground sloths to thank for guacamole? No? Well, it's true.
Later Tater Beans,
Aunt Beast
3:16 p.m.
No, it was not as productive as were the last two days. Partly, because I woke at 4:30 a.m. and did not get back to sleep until long after five. I just lay there, considering all the possible dooms on their way, thinking about getting up. Then I slept until 8 a.m.
But I did do some proofreading, all paleo' stuff. And I got good news back from Yale.
I'm having trouble eating again. Last night I had my first real meal in two days.
I have got to get back to the fiction, no matter how much I do not want to do that.
Oh, hey. Did you know we have giant ground sloths to thank for guacamole? No? Well, it's true.
Later Tater Beans,
Aunt Beast
3:16 p.m.