What a horrible day.
I missed most of the daylight.
I laid in bed. I took black and white portraits of the dogs for the awesome/bad ass Christmas card (see here: http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3164/3035491445_66a3fde314_o.jpg) did the dishes, ate the rest of my macaroni (with extra nutmeg!) and proceeded to wallow in front of the computer for twelve hours and not typing anything on Devil’s Plaything until after midnight and just finished—it’s 4:22 AM. UGH. I got NOTHING done today—not knitting, nothing. I am FAIL.
BUT. My wordcount is at 33,333 and the ball is slowly kind of maybe not really rolling but appearing to quiver a bit again…maybe. Perhaps.
Tomorrow is going to be cold. It might snow. But i’m ready. I’m starting to listen to Christmas music, but without the aid of television and corporate America feeding my brain with commercials and manufactured holiday cheer, it won’t feel much like Christmas this December….sad….I miss TV telling me what to feel and when.
