This has been a good week for getting things done. I just wrote my first writing from the self paper. It's about my plane trip to Ireland. If anyone wants to read it (I don't know why anyone would, it's nonfiction for heavens sake) let me know and I can email it to you or something. I'm also doing pretty well on my time travel writing piece. And, we've picked out all of the pieces that will be appearing in this year's issue of Baily's Beads. I got a fiction piece in! It'll be my first published piece of prose. I'm excited. I also rearanged my poetry this week, and I worked on editing some of my better older poems, trashed some newer horrid ones, and created a file called "Bad Poetry" with subfolders of "Worthless" and "Almost Worthless" There's more than 100 poems in it. It's scary.
I also went skiing this week, but only for a little bit, because Artie and Harriet wanted to get back, which was totally cool with me. It was raining. Skiing in the rain is just strange.
Last night, Paul and I went to see The Producers, which was great. I'd recomend it. Then, Savannah and I watched Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles. She was disturbed by Casey Jones' package. I was too, after she pointed it out.
I was supposed to go belly dance with Suzy, but I forgot and I feel horrible. I'm going to have to make it up to her somehow. I promised.
Tonight, Jillian is coming, and she's going to play in a one-shot with us that Paul is running. I'm looking forward to it.
Paul and I are making plans to go to Gen Con. It's in August. I'm pretty sure it's not the same time that I'm planning on being in North Carolina. If we each run four D&D slots, we get free passes. And a free t-shirt.
Ooh, and Harriet *hearts* dead people. I've got to make her a shirt. ^_~
2 comments:
You know I really don't heart dead people....its not my fault that Mr. Smith was a crazy religious psychopath that stole dead bodies...not to mention his beautiful mind...I mean come on who could resist...although now that I think about it I would actually wear that shirt....not my character though....I must get wildcard fashion from Vita
You know I really don't heart dead people....its not my fault that Mr. Smith was a crazy religious psychopath that stole dead bodies...not to mention his beautiful mind...I mean come on who could resist...although now that I think about it I would actually wear that shirt....not my character though....I must get wildcard fashion from Vita
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