May. 1st, 2004

mrissa: (tiredy)
"Your eyesight will return in time." That's what my voice sounds like in my better moments: Princess Leia, holding a thermal detonator.
mrissa: (tiredy)
Rejections: 2
Acceptances: 0

Word count, Lord Lord, don't ask me. I got some stuff done on Sampo, "Docile Bodies," and "Five Brothers Underground." I finished the edits to Reprogramming, at least for the time being, and shipped it off to the august personage in question, in a boot box but not with a self-addressed stamped sandal box for return.

Thursday and Friday were entirely lost to this stupid virus, and today's only been...well, probably more than I think it has, but it's not going to get to be any more than it is now because I'm going to lie back down, dammit.

I look at the stuff that needs doing this week, and I think I might need a lie-down anyway. So the bright side is that the virus is making me do it, whereas otherwise I would just go on.

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