L'Ecole: January 2009 Archives

I've said it before, and I'll say it again: Strange things are afoot at the Circle K. None of which I can talk about here. Sorry. Much of it is not my tale to tell.

In girlwichy news, however (which is mine and no one else's tale to tell), we're going to be experiencing some upgrades and/or alterations over the next few days-ish.

-Ish because it's Boywich who'll be doing the grunt work, and nice guy that he is, he's doing it out of the goodness of his heart, so I ain't gonna nudge him to do it quickly.

That will mean several things:

a) the site will hopefully end up looking a bit prettier.
b) there will be a live feed to my Twitter stream (I don't know what the proper term is, so as per usual, I'm coining my own.)
c) there may be a little downtime.
d) there may some unexpected scary crashes (ouch! don't hurt the cat).
e) I may need to stay out of his way by not blogging during upgrading.
f) the earth may open up and swallow its young, in which case, hey, it's been nice playing with y'all, and "I'll see you in hell!"

In News of My Life:

1. I finished my grad school applications. Somebody give me a cookie.
2. I finished my hat. Somebody give the hat a cookie.
3. Kitwich has twice attacked the hat. Nobody give her a cookie. Though I just gave her some milk, so I guess the tough-love plan is not especially in effect.

PS. If the whole novelist plan doesn't work out, I wanna be a rockstar.

Don't be alarmed, folks. Posting's light because I am in middle of major deadline, and there's no soup in my house. Erm, actually there is soup, but it's last week's soup. So I can either eat it, or make some rice and beans. Or something like that.

Tune in next week for further thrilling adventures of the contents of my fridge. Now, with more Nicaraguan dark roast coffee beans!

Oooh, that reminds me, I never had my 6pm cup. Mmmmmmmmmmmmmm caffeinated.

Having a pretty good week, as it turns out. I've been spending lots of time working on my own fiction, which I haven't done in donkey's years, and the degree to which I am enjoying it, though it's a slog, bodes well for going back to school. So very excited.

It may require a change of abode, or a change of knee joints (having mondo paino in the kneeo lately, which means not so much with the 3 hr. bicycle commute), but I'll get it worked out in the end.

The cat is happy because I've been plastered to the couch for days, the bike is happy because I just took her for a wee ride to Miz Fury's place, and I'm happy because - oh, I dunno, it might have something to do with finally finally finally letting myself do what I'm meant to and want to do.

Yeah, like that.

Tra la! Now, bring me that horizon...