So. Car? Borked. It’ll start, but if I’m not revving the gas, it dies. Therefore it stays in the carport till I can figure out what to do.
Fidelis? Not being written. Dunno why. I know what I want to do, can’t seem to get it done.
Work? Not starting till two days after I thought. So my best guess of “yeah, looks like I’ll have enough paycheck to pay bills?” Yeah.
Editing? Still trying. If I can get Joss done in the next week, I will have done something with my summer. Editing one (1) of several novels I meant to do, and swimming every day till the car died. Did I lose any weight? Not so much as a pound, it seems.
Sigh.
163/458 on the way to Rivendell. Not that it matters now.
Maybe if I bought a bike…
You are still awesome. So there.