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Why oh why
...is it, that on a morning when I have to finish painting a bathroom, work on my book and have 2 Moonridge stories barely even started (that's Moonridge 2006, btw!.)o:) that I have this plot bunny tapping away at my psyche like a demented woodpecker?
It's a beautiful day. I should go for a walk... Something else to guilt over. ::sigh::
ETA: It's now chucking it down and blowing a gale, good job I went out when I did, though the woods are a mess! Dozens of fallen trees, laying across the track - branches ripped off and strewn all over; it's a real obstacle course up there. Boggy too - I clambered over one massive, toppled pine, only to disappear down to my knees in mud and water on the other side. )o: Yuk.
In other news, Fidel called Hugo Chavez on his radio phone-in today. How sweet of him to keep in touch with his mates. ::G::
It's a beautiful day. I should go for a walk... Something else to guilt over. ::sigh::
ETA: It's now chucking it down and blowing a gale, good job I went out when I did, though the woods are a mess! Dozens of fallen trees, laying across the track - branches ripped off and strewn all over; it's a real obstacle course up there. Boggy too - I clambered over one massive, toppled pine, only to disappear down to my knees in mud and water on the other side. )o: Yuk.
In other news, Fidel called Hugo Chavez on his radio phone-in today. How sweet of him to keep in touch with his mates. ::G::