Lazy Day

Didn’t do much today. Restrained myself from killing the neighbor’s dog who had managed to tip over our garbage can and drag trash everywhere. I had a plastic bag in there where I’d brushed my dogs and put the fur in the bag for disposal. The neighbor’s dog tore into it and now my front lawn looks like it’s snowed dog hair.

Also I got to take care of my fiance today because he woke up with a migraine and called in at work. Poor thing was dead to the world until I made him get up and eat something. He decided to try to stay up so he could sleep tonight. At the moment one of our dogs is talking to him and demanding attention. She doesn’t know what “go away” means.

Tomorrow starts my work “week” and I’ll possibly be off on Monday. I think, if I’m off early tomorrow I may break out the outlines for my two novels and see if I can get something going on with either of them. More character sketches, world building, something, you know?

Speaking of work, I’m sort of kicking myself for missing two days of potential work, it would have been around 400 dollars before taxes and that’s a lot of money. But what’s done is done. No use fretting about it now.

Of Books and Such

Just finished the last season of Angel. “I don’t know about you guys, but I kinda want to kill the dragon.” Is my new favorite quote of the moment. If only there were a way to use it in everyday life… Other than as a sexual innuendo.

My little sister was in for a few days. It was chalk full of finding clothes and purses… Not my cup of tea at all. I swear we looked at every purse in Bowling Green and she still didn’t find one she liked. >.<

I did make her go see Sherlock Holmes with my and one of my friends, she didn’t care for it. I think too much of it went over her head. I thought the movie was great though.

So, my imaginary friends/readers, I’m sure you’re all wondering how NaNoWriMo went. It didn’t. I punked out. I got a couple of different outlines going and did make some real progress as far as character and plot development, but didn’t actually get anything written.

I wish I’d stop being so lazy about it. But wishing won’t accomplish anything, only doing will accomplish that and I think part of it is that I’m torn between trying to type things straight onto the computer or doing chapters in my notebooks.

In the midst of not writing I’ve been buying a ton of books. I think over the last couple of weeks I’ve probably bought 15 new books. Some were to further collections of things I’ve already read, but most are things I intend to read. I’m just running out of places to put these things. I’m starting to see the practicality of things like the e-reader, kindle, and nook. I’m still resisting because there’s just something about turning a paper page and having the book right there… The kindle kind of scares me because Amazon can just remove a book you purchase without warning, I mean they give you your money back and all that… But it’s still scary. Then again I’m just ultra possessive of my books. If I got one I’d have to figure out a way to crack the coding so that the pdfs would be mine forever and ever… at least until the item breaks… Which is another thing that scares me.

I’ve gone through more laptops and technological items than I care to name and there’s always that hassle of copying over your data and trying to make sure you get everything.  I can only imagine that an e-reader thing would be very similar. A book… Well, it doesn’t go out of date and it doesn’t just stop working.