I don't remember much about yesterday except I was in a really foul mood and scared off all the dance faculty who insisted on getting close and hanging out, even though I told them I was in a rotten mood and sick with a cold. If I didn't like them so much...
But when I went up to 296, all I was in a mood for was to turn on the tv and vegetate. NICE and quiet up there. Just what I needed. But then, in the middle of watching a video about UFO's I plugged in my flashdrive and wrote a tiny bit in the Parker Sees Hell And It's Coming scene in the restaurant.
Then I went to the Business Expo with Birdie and we had dinner gratis and picked up all manner of Way Cool Stuff, then it was time for my COLD softball game. Amazing the difference, pitching when you're NOT coming off a bowling season, but I hit well and ran better than I expected. Added bonus was my pants are now too big. *g* I really had been worried I might split them out, but damned if they weren't bagging off my butt. *happy sigh* The knee is a problem. Today it hurts like a muthuh, and I was surprised that it's not the running that hurts (and I'm running like DUCK...how weird) but the stopping and starting.
The whiny story of slogging through writing my first novel.
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