I have two reviews due on Friday; one I haven't listened to at all, so that's something I'll have to do this week. I haven't written a single word of fiction in well over a week. But I'm headachy and body-achy, so I may spend a good part of the evening laying in a hot tub and getting ready to go back to work tomorrow.
I have decided I'm going to Albuquerque; it looks like I can get a pretty good deal for a round-trip flight for rahirah and I for just overnight, and it'll save us about 28 hours of driving time (both ways). The prize money for even first place (which I'm not expecting, just hoping for) won't cover the cost of the plane tickets, but what the hey.
I cannot even begin to say how highly I recommend Jonathan Strange & Mr. Norrell. I have about six chapters to go, but wow, what a great story. It started slow, but once it gets going, it's hard to set down (even in Las Vegas).
My mom found my bag in the trunk and I have everything back now, hooray. The bad news is I gained six pounds this week; and dang it, it takes more than one week to lose it all again. Phooey. Back to the diet, and really seriously, until my birthday.
On that topic, Cinnabon is making cookies now. They're really good.