writing: day off
exercise: day off

Ken’s home! Ken’s home! Alas, he got no sleep on the plane, so he’s already in bed, before 7 p.m. But that’s okay. A good night’s sleep will do anyone wonders.

For some reason, now I’m really sleepy, too. How annoying. I want to use this “free” time to get stuff done!

“Return of the King”… What can I say that hasn’t already been said? It was awesome. I cried a lot, laughed a lot. Three-quarters of the way through, I was already wondering when we could see it again. Go see it; it’s worth it, in spades.

Omigod. I just found out that the Neiman Marcus in Beverly Hills has a display of LotR costumes, etc. Until 29 December. WOO!

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So I worked on the January GP, because that’s about the level of brain power I had. Then Cat came home, and we watched “Kissing Jessica Stein” (research for the story Teresa and I are writing—no, really, the gls for the antho mention the movie), which was pretty good. Then we watched VH-1 Classics, which was showing hair metal bands, and made fun of the videos.

Hm. Ken might be getting up. He’s not sure… Nope, doesn’t look like it. I think I’ll toddle off to bed myself, and read for a bit. More tomorrow, as always.