Celebrated my birthday in my chatroom, thecorner, last night with Stone, Karen and Theri. It was fun. Kind of giddy. I enjoyed it. Almost finished with another copy editing assignment and the ed n C says she'll try to see I have checks before xmas for both of the mss I've worked on for them. shitty clean up work, but hey, it buys the extras.

There are some periods when I have so much work these days I feel like an over worked mule carrying cargo. And then I have my own stuff. I don't like myself when the post polio syndrome exhaustion is kicking in and too much stress adds up to pull my normal fiestiness down. Then I just get bitchy and irritable or whiny. But that usually sorts itself out if I force myself to get a few days of serious rest and remember to eat (I'm not great on either, keep thinking both will go away if I keep working ) Someone pass me a haunch of roast vampire or werewolf. Werewolf is great if you like boar. A bit on the hammy side.

For years now, actually since 97, I have promised myself that I would never return to CA, even for a visit, despite my friend Eric's monthly phone calls and pleadings for my return. Well, now that Karen is moving out there, I have one too many reasons to at least visit. So tonight I promised Eric I would at least come out for a con to see Karen and come out far enough ahead of time to spend a week or two with him. I swing both ways. I seriously doubt after all these years there is any old magic left in the relationship, but who knows? He still fondly remembers me chasing Jerry Pournelle off a panel and down a hallway. and calls me "killer"