The most pragmatic thing first: The Malibu is in the dealership’s shop. They had it up on the lift yesterday, so it should be done today. In the meantime, they’ve loaned me a white Cavalier. So very tiny. *sings* Fat man in a tiny car… anyway.
I’m six pages deep into Chapter 6. I’m anticipating (NOT planning, damnit) writing more at the club tonight. I spent much of yesterday, after I picked up the temp car, hanging out at a Caribou Coffee across from Rochester High School. I picked up one of their little apple cider concoctions and sat on a metal table outside and wrote and wrote and wrote. It was extremely relaxing.
Next trip to Lansing, I need to bring my discman and some headphones, so that I can chill at Theio’s while