Forgot to mention: If I count the two stories next to me that just need to be fired back out (and will be within a day or two), I now have 25 stories in the mail. Whee! Several have survived a second cut at wherever they are, too, so hopefully I’ll be getting some nice Yule presents in the form of acceptances. That would be a nice way to end the year.

I didn’t sleep well last night—had to get up too many times to pee, take meds (I developed a headache), deal with cranky cats, etc.—and apparently neither did Ken, because the first thing he did when the alarm went off was call the insurance guy and reschedule for this afternoon. I “slept” until noon, and my headache’s not entirely gone. Despite that, I’m in a good, productive mood. Let’s hope it lasts.

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The following is honest-to-god spam I received in my In Box today:

Hello,
I'm a time traveler stuck here in 2003. Since nobody here seems to be able to get me what I need (safely here to me), I will have to build a simple time travel circuit to get where I need myself. I am going to need an easy to follow picture diagram for a simple time travel circuit, which can be built out of (readily available) parts here in 2003. Please email me any schematics you have. I will pay good money for anything you send me I can use. Or if you have the rechargeable AMD dimensional warp generator wrist watch unit available, and are 100% certain you have a (secure) means of delivering it to me please also reply.

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No writing today. Dammitall. We met with the insurance guy and went grocery shopping (our larder was bare, bare, bare), and I paid bills and answered e-mail. Maren came over in the evening to work on her notes for Costumer’s Guild tonight. Now I’m bleary, and off to bed.