0630, stumbling out of bed. Why didn’t I go to bed earlier?
0702. My new scrub brush is a disappointment. What do you mean, you didn’t want to know? Oh, all right, I’ll save that kind of news for Twitter.
1629. Sooooo glad to be home. One half the office staff out today. I’m the other half.
1822. Kid-herding and home stuff done for the moment. Holy carp, where did the last two hours go? Also, as wonderful as having a public library is, I need to stop supporting it with my fines. >_>
1957. Watching YouTube vlogs about transgender. Yes, it is research. If I weren’t doing research, I’d be watching Adam Lambert or AMVs.
2036. Hung up laundry. Chasing the kid to bed. Yay.
2136. Why is she still awake???
2259. I did research. I tried to plot, but tonight Holly Lisle was no help. I had a crisis of confidence in chat, and was lovingly beaten until I stopped whining. I found some pictures that got some scene ideas stirring–and now I have to go to bed. Alas, such is the life of the any-minute-I-can-spare writer. And people wonder why I care about getting published…