A bit of a hunger night. Should have gone to the gym. Was bloody fucking cold, and I wasn’t dressed for the walk home, dammit. I’m going to seek out some yogurt and type a little faster. I’ve got to finish this book.
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Fell on the stairs coming up from the train platform yesterday. I smashed the hell out of my right middle finger. I didn’t think much of it at the time, but when I woke up this morning, it was pretty stiff and and sore. It’s not puffy, though, and I can bend it easily. But
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We have a new person, let’s call her Alana, working site ac. for us. She requested our team contact info, and here’s what Yellow sent to her (names and numbers have been altered, of course): Dee W. – Office – 773-XXX-XXXX – that’s all you’ll need for he’s afraid of site walks and never leaves
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Now young women tend to label the topless photos “empowering” and “liberating”. A recent survey of 2,000 15-19-year-old girls found that 67% considered “glamour model” their ideal profession. Faced daily with the evidence that women have to be sexually attractive to be considered successful why wouldn’t young women choose to make a profession of it?
Simon Owens has a shortish interview with me up at Bloggasm.
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In honor of SciFiction’s curtain call, David Schwartz has asked writers to pen appreciations for all 320 of the stories that have been posted during SciFiction’s run. So go check out the list of stories. If you don’t see one you know, read and browse for something you like. Dibs seem to be going pretty
…add a car chase scene and the death of a love one. Ah yes, getting back into my stride. I would also like to praise Trader Joe’s for the potency and reasonable pricing of their acidophilus. It is the IUD-carrying woman’s best friend. Today’s song stuck on repeat: Antigone Rising, “Waiting, Watching, Wishing.” Fucking fantastic.