Yay me! I *finally* finished chapter 1 of the (more or less) third draft. Woo-hoo! Heehee.
In less good news, my throat just started hurting maybe fifteen or twenty minutes ago. This is not a good sign. (Of course, when is a sore throat a good sign?) My sister’s had a nasty cold and been miserable for the last several days, and I think my one brother caught it a day or two ago. So…I am thus stricken as well. Joys. I anticipate the coming days of stuffy/runny nose, coughing, congestion, and all around misery with great glee, can you tell? Heh. Not. Maybe, if this is a nice, fair world *snorts* getting a cold now will mean I’ll go the rest of fall and winter without one. That’d work for me.
*notes to self: Start loading up on the hot tea and vitamin C and OJ*
Mood: erm…both satisfied and apprehensive
Song: C.S. Lewis Song, by Brooke Fraser
In less good news, my throat just started hurting maybe fifteen or twenty minutes ago. This is not a good sign. (Of course, when is a sore throat a good sign?) My sister’s had a nasty cold and been miserable for the last several days, and I think my one brother caught it a day or two ago. So…I am thus stricken as well. Joys. I anticipate the coming days of stuffy/runny nose, coughing, congestion, and all around misery with great glee, can you tell? Heh. Not. Maybe, if this is a nice, fair world *snorts* getting a cold now will mean I’ll go the rest of fall and winter without one. That’d work for me.
*notes to self: Start loading up on the hot tea and vitamin C and OJ*
Mood: erm…both satisfied and apprehensive
Song: C.S. Lewis Song, by Brooke Fraser
