Dance All Night

Hey there, all...

Monday is like, my personal Day of Doom. After the ultimate laziness on Sundays, it's really hard to pull up your work-pants and go into it gung-ho. Oddly enough, the lack of productivity usually turns into a guilt-infused blockbuster Tuesday and Wednesday, but still...I'd like to be able to start the week off right for once. It'll take some doing to pull this day out of the crapper, but we'll see about that. :)

I'm feeling...comfortable overall. Well, not really, but more comfortable than recently. I really don't feel the urge to complain about things, even though I had several failed entries that were mainly just that.

Tonight, the Meditation group, which I think I might invite stickypawz to, and maybe dinner or something afterwards. My two eBay auctions for The Shadow Court and The Autumn People are doing fairly well, and it's getting down to 'sniper' time so I'm happy about that. Most of it's AC money, but I think a little donation to Boomer Express might be in order too.

Writing like you wouldn't believe needs to be done. I've finally got a handle on the kind of story I want to do for the first cycle of Mustsy (a little writer's 'boot camp' lazarusrat and I dreamed up), and I'd like to write something in time for a friend's birthday, so I'll try and work on both tonight. Later on there's BTI2, Historimorphs *and* Salvation to write for.

I feel like I'm once again on the cusp of something big; like there's this enormous opportunity presenting itself and all I have to do to take advantage of it is *work*. Unfortunately, I haven't been a hard worker since I burned out in high school, when straight A's turned into B's and C's. I really have to get with it.

Oh, and I was listening to the whole 2 Sense show...Christ, I sound *incredibly* gay.

Gift

So I come home and what should be waiting on my bed but a *watermelon*, from 2. :D

All of the dirt of the day just seems to wash away...