I put laces in my boots before they broke. They were close, but still.

I put lotion on my elbows without being nagged by either or .

Definite signs of some sort of apocalypse.

Got back too late last night, and forgot to send out the writing sample. Must do that tonight. So, working out, grocery shopping, dinner, sending out writing sample. Possibly some vacuuming between SG1 episodes.

I am remarkably free of internal turbulence today. I’m enjoying it wholeheartedly.

gave me a gift of a Burt’s Bees lip balm stick on the way out the door this morning. I lurve that woman.

And yes, I’m going to get moisturizer for my elbows and knuckles, now that I got paid.

The weekend was good, though little writing got done. An awesome piece about writing was posted in that made me laugh out loud.

I wonder where I should go for lunch today.

I’m in the MSU Union lab. I came here, to the Union, after dropping off for class, because I thought there’d be a meeting tonight for Green Spiral, but I was wrong. Whoops. So, I’m in the lab, looking at LJ on the much-neglected Mac side of the lab.

My lip is NOT split from getting into a fight. It is split because I don’t use chap stick, or some other lip-moisturizing abominatio… I mean, product. Heh. :)

I still think Amy’s Sabbat game would be better off without Rafe and DJ. I should really let her know. Hrm.

Well, off soon to pick up . I wonder how I can waste so much time so easily. Heh.