Falling

And that was about 2500 words since 11 this morning.  Including my lunch break.  Two 'chapters'--they're very short, not even 3500 together, but they seemed like chapters.  Or maybe I'm on crack, only time will tell. 

I love writing on my laptop.  My butt might be sore as anything from this stupid bed, but I love writing today.  For now, though, I'm off to walk around a little.  Chance says it's going to rain soon, but my window feels cool and dry, so we'll see.  I need some things from CVS, and I deserve something tea like. ;) 

the only important game tonight

Woohoo, Revolution!  2-1 vs metrostars.  I love soccer games.  I was yelling at the TV today, as though a) they could hear me and b) would care what I was yelling.  :)  By all rights, I should be in cute boy ferretshock.  I mean, really.  I love soccer players. 

I soooooo don't want stupid meeting for reflection tomorrow. I should have gone to Plymouth this weekend so I could 'accidentally' get delayed. But no.  Instead, I've got dishcrew tonight, all by my lonesome, and really, I'd rather wash dishes than scrub things that already look clean, thank you.  And tomorrow I've got the bathroom to clean, and Meeting for Worship, which I was really thinking I should go to, seeing as I've been to exactly none since I moved in.  But if I go to that, and I clean the bathroom, and I have Meeting for Reflection, then that doesn't give me much time to do anything else.  (well, okay, I'll probably squeeze in going to see if Chai boy is working.).  I may yet skip Worship and either write or clean the bathroom then.  We'll see. 

I'd like to see about getting stories out there again, but alas, I am still printerless.  I'll have to think about this some. 

But now, I have to go downstairs and clean things.