Fought ants yesterday. There’s still a few left, it seems. They’re only in the bathroom.
Working, working. There’s one stubborn paragraph that isn’t behaving. Doing some rewrites to set up a new scene. It’s so much fun changing circumstances to make things work out to my benefit. Okay, I guess it is safe to call that playing god.
Grr. Sparkly in my eye. Good thing I’m already drinking some french roast. From Starbuck’s. I didn’t buy it. But, it’s pretty good. If you make it like normal coffee is made rather than the insane double amount of grounds that the package suggests.
I’m taking a week off from running. Give my parts a chance to be happy. I might go out and throw some discs later though, when I need to get out and move. Of course, I will be playing disc this week. Can’t not play disc.