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learnteach) wrote2009-12-15 11:50 am
learnteach) wrote2009-12-15 11:50 am
Capsule Year in Review
LJ First Lines:
Jan:
On the Road, again.
Or more importantly, in the yard, doing work. No burritos were involved (although there was a promise of Dutch Brother's coffee once we crossed the Oregon Border. And so it was!
Feb: By the next writer's group meeting, I will have a 5000 word short story, a steampunk space opera with physics and a Mary Sue.
Mar:
Felton. That's RIGHT there. Waterfight between the city and the lawyers are involved.
(Note on water war issue.)
April: If you have some prayers to spare, please direct them towards my brother Rex, still in the hospital, feverish, something went wrong when they removed his appendix.
May: 1. Pickles are good. Pressure cooker? Good. Fondue? Fabulous. Fresh Farmer's Market Feed? Fantastic!
June: First: I urge you to go vote for Liz Scott (Elizabeth de Beauclaire in the SCA) for the Really Goode Job:
July: Notes on being injured.
1. I do not make a good patient. People taking care of me == me failing, in my brain. Being bored makes me want to do stupid things. Stupid in the sense of "Not Lay on the Couch/Bed and Heal."
August: Where it will be much worse than it was in Vegas. Taking my brother Rex with my mother to see relatives, the Smithsonian and as much other culture as my leg can stand--but not taking the laptop so I won't be online much.
September: 5 things.
1. http://www.cdc.gov/h1n1flu/updates/us/ It is interesting to live in an age where so much information is available to us so readily.
October: A while back, I went to Burning Man...
Although I never touched glitter or dayglo (being one who vickigigs), I was cut off from the outside world. When I came back, we found out that Katrina had visited, and listened to the tales of disaster.
November: Many posts, few words.
Like I could.
It's NaNoWriMo month, and I'm...not. I need to have something closer to NaJoGo month, but it's tempting to listen to the muse.
December: It's a weird year. 2009 I will bid goodbye to with great joy; although it had some wonderful things, they were set against a backdrop of ugly personal non-growth.
Jan:
On the Road, again.
Or more importantly, in the yard, doing work. No burritos were involved (although there was a promise of Dutch Brother's coffee once we crossed the Oregon Border. And so it was!
Feb: By the next writer's group meeting, I will have a 5000 word short story, a steampunk space opera with physics and a Mary Sue.
Mar:
Felton. That's RIGHT there. Waterfight between the city and the lawyers are involved.
(Note on water war issue.)
April: If you have some prayers to spare, please direct them towards my brother Rex, still in the hospital, feverish, something went wrong when they removed his appendix.
May: 1. Pickles are good. Pressure cooker? Good. Fondue? Fabulous. Fresh Farmer's Market Feed? Fantastic!
June: First: I urge you to go vote for Liz Scott (Elizabeth de Beauclaire in the SCA) for the Really Goode Job:
July: Notes on being injured.
1. I do not make a good patient. People taking care of me == me failing, in my brain. Being bored makes me want to do stupid things. Stupid in the sense of "Not Lay on the Couch/Bed and Heal."
August: Where it will be much worse than it was in Vegas. Taking my brother Rex with my mother to see relatives, the Smithsonian and as much other culture as my leg can stand--but not taking the laptop so I won't be online much.
September: 5 things.
1. http://www.cdc.gov/h1n1flu/updates/us/ It is interesting to live in an age where so much information is available to us so readily.
October: A while back, I went to Burning Man...
Although I never touched glitter or dayglo (being one who vickigigs), I was cut off from the outside world. When I came back, we found out that Katrina had visited, and listened to the tales of disaster.
November: Many posts, few words.
Like I could.
It's NaNoWriMo month, and I'm...not. I need to have something closer to NaJoGo month, but it's tempting to listen to the muse.
December: It's a weird year. 2009 I will bid goodbye to with great joy; although it had some wonderful things, they were set against a backdrop of ugly personal non-growth.