BOOK UPDATE: Thanks to schedule weirdness and recent fascination with my Welsh-language blog, I have not written nearly as much as I would have liked to this week. On Thursday I woke up at 3:30 a.m. in a fit of panic, part of which centered around fears that I would somehow let myself burn out on this novel when it's so close to being finished -- not because I really feel that I am losing momentum, but because that would fit with my track record.
But as I say, I don't actually feel that's happening. And I have scheduled to take another week off in December to focus on the book. Hopefully by that point I'll be fully into the editing process.
I'm kind of crap at this game. My highest score so far has been 80.
How would the rest of the world vote in the upcoming election? Voting is currently under way.
Before and after.
This little incident isn't going to help diplomatic relations between the U.S. and the MAN.
I'd say our relations with hermits aren't doing too great, either.
It's like Dr. Phil but not really.
Gee, with such a sane girlfriend, it's really a surprise to me that Hendrickson shot himself.
"The student was rushed to the hospital after he began dry heaving and urinating on himself" -- Yeah, I remember those days. Good times.