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I’ve got another 21 pages written so far today, which is great. I’ve put another dolalr into this machine, so I get a few more minutes access here. In a couple of hours when Angela gets off work she’ll either decide she wants to go to Essenza with me or not, and I’ll thus either end up there and be able to get home or… I guess I’ll bus home. The last bus leaves Tempe for north Phoenix at 9. The young woman I leant my CP Beta copy of Forlorn to to read, who was supposed to return it to me this morning managed to forget it, so she will be mailing it to me anyway. Again, all is not lost; I’ve got 21 more pages written now than when I showed up this morning. Admittedly, a lot of this part of the story is copy/paste/read/re-read and make only minor changes to, since this is a part of the book I’ve already re-written once for another purpose. Oh, and having written more by far already than was in what you knew as ‘Forlorn’, I am not yet to the point in the story where I even begin to integrate ‘Forlorn’ itself into the story. Maybe another 20 pages from now, I think.

And from there, it really gets weird.

What else? Going back to Pine tomorrow. Saw S.W.A.T. last night and thoroughly enjoyed it. Running out of time here, and really want it to save before it kicks me off. Maybe I’ll see you tonight. Maybe you’ll have to just come up to Pine to see me. Either way, have a great day. I am.

So, Mill’s End Cafe no longer has free wireless internet access, which is a bummer. Also, my laptop cannot even see the network of their new, for-pay service, so I don’t even know if I’d want to pay for it. But they do have a single terminal where I can pop ina dollar for ten minutes access. After two days sitting here writing I’ve decided to do so, to make a quick post. I can’t check my email right now, I’ll do that tonight after I bus home from Tempe. I spent the night at Art’s place last night (thanks Art and Callie!) and got back out here and back to work today. So far I’ve got a little over 22 pages written in two days, so not off to a bad start. I plan to bus back to my dad’s place tonight, but then I have to come back out here tomorrow anyway. (I lent a friend who works here my CP copy of Forlorn, and her next shift is tomorrow morning. I sure would like ot get it back.) Plus, if I can convince someone they want to drive me back to north phoenix afterwards, I will likely be able to attend the poetry slam at Essenza tomorrow night. Hey Coup, you wanna come out to the poetry slam? Your charms and good looks are more likely to get you a ride back to that side of town than mine, and maybe I can hitch a ride back with you. ::winkwink:: Anyway, something will happen. Everything’s going to be fine.

Not much time left on this dime, so I’m going to hit save and hope it finishes rebuilding. If you’re an east valley resident who wants to make contact with me today or tomorrow call me. If you don’t have my number, sigh, I won’t be able to get an email from you until I get home tonight. OH well. Later.

In the morning, so early that I surely ought to have been asleep by now, I shall be riding down to Phoenix with my grandparents and brother. I will be in the Phoenix area all day Monday, all day Tuesday, and all day Wednesday, and will be returning to Pine Thursday. I plan, because of several factors, to ‘steal away’ to Tempe for some or most of this time. By bus, if it comes to it, which I expect it will. (Teel looks up bus schedules in another window.)

I want to be able to see my friends and cohorts in Tempe (Art, Jen, etc…), and I want to not just be sitting around my dad’s house for three days. Actually, I’m supposed to be working on my novel. I’m thinking I’d like to hang out in various locations in downtown Tempe, especially Mill’s End where I wrote the entire first draft of Forlorn, to work on it. Part of it is that there are just too many other projects and distractions going on here in Pine for me to fully concentrate on it for very long. Anyway, that’s what I’m thinking right now.

So, yeah. Was there something else you wanted? I’m supposed to be asleep by now! Go away!

Seriously.

Coconut Monkey Purse.

Seriously. It’s a freakin’ monkey. Also, it is a purse. ALSO, it is made from coconuts.

It is a Coconut Monkey Purse, and it is fantastic.

Seriously.

I am not making this up.

What a world.

I was shelving some recent WIRED magazines next to the other 6 years’ worth I have on my shelves, and as I kept shifting the item I’ve been using to separate the WIRED magazines from the big Medical Dictionary, I noticed for the first time that my mother has been in the room the whole time. I wonder if she liked WIRED.