Saturday, December 21, 2002
I think I'm still not quite awake. I woke up far too early this morning, at about 8:30, and couldn't get back to sleep. It's very cold here in Atlanta, but bright and sunny.
Yesterday I did another 1,784 words of the preface to TFoC. That's two good days work in a row. I think it's improving my mood, even though the subject matter, the vile days during which I wrote that novel, are nothing I'm eager to revisit. Work is work. Don't knock it. Also, many thanks to the fabulous Jennifer Lee, who showed up yesterday and straightened out my DSL situation. No more dial-up for me. It's amazing how much less annoying the web is when it actually works!
Today, it's back to work on the preface (which I need to finish by tomorrow at the latest). But first, I've put off the Christmas shopping as long as I may. I have to go forth into the crowds of faux good cheer and blaring holiday Muzak and be a good little consumer. Blegh. Fortunately, being the "crotchedy" individual that I am, my list is very short and, with luck, it won't take all day. Yes, Virginia. Christmas really does suck ass.
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