July 29th, 2004

Brain Hurts

Swamped.

Urrgh...I have two sets of proof sheets for two different books spread across my desk, I swore to Vshendria that I’d send my beta of the 16th chapter of “Borderlines” to her today, and I have to be out of here by six sharp so I can meet a friend for dinner...

Seems like an approprate moment to unveil the new user pic:
Steeplechase

My Life Has Meaning

Cheered up upon finding (and fixing) the following typo in How to Build a Great Screenplay: “Luke Skywalker is a farm boy with big dreams and no prospects, but the world of the story delivers a druid into his life with information of intergalactic importance.”

Yeah: Don’t eat mistletoe, it’s poisonous.