Words Written: ALNM Ch5 edits, Ch9 notes 428 words; “On the Twelfth Day…” 1067 words; new novel brainstorming (ack!) 435 words
Writing Stats: Received a long-overdue (after two follow-ups) rejection from On Our Backs for “Finding Perspective.” Researching where to send it next; markets are slim. Critiqued a story for Teresa.

The last few days have overall been pretty uneventful, with Tuesday being one of those PME days where I snarl and stomp and can’t write and despair. I’m getting back on my feet, though, and got a bunch done yesterday and today, both writing and otherwise.

I joined a fitness club Tuesday—Bally’s, because they’re close and have a good class schedule that includes yoga. I have a personal trainer appt. tomorrow. My back started hurting a bit recently, but my chiro says it’s not a relapse. I’ve been doing a yoga-for-backs tape, and he said that’s a good thing; just ice my back afterwards if it’s uncomfortable.

That’s about it. Life doesn’t seem to have been noteworthy enough to write about. I mean, how boring is “Drove to Goleta for work meeting. Love my iPod deliriously. Dark chocolate Toblerone leapt into my basket at Trader Joe’s. Miss Ken. Might buy new Palm with GPS!”

Yup. Thought so.

I’ve been sleeping well. People say I’ve lost weight and look better than the last time they saw me. (Hm.) Other than the PME grumpiness and missing Ken, I’m feeling okay.

I’m scheduled to go to Pancho’s in Manhattan Beach tomorrow night to see Todd of Styx play with the bar band, and hopefully to meet up with Ken in Sequoia for a bike ride in two weekends. I may end up in Chicago for a Styx concert between those two things. Just sort of end up, in a vaguely confused state, not sure how I got there. It could happen.

There was a gorgeously creepy commercial for, of all things, a cell phone company, in the middle of Without a Trace tonight. It had the Gorey-esque feel of the Got Milk commercial with the creepy children from a few years ago. Must save it!

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Currently Reading: The Hangman’s Beautiful Daughter, Sharyn McCrumb; Treat Your Own Back, Robin McKenzie
Lately Listened To: Medusa, Annie Lennox; Au Québec, Gowan
Recently Watched: Prime Suspect; Without a Trace