No good, very bad health day today. Blah blah don’t feel good blah. So here are some adorable foxes that made me smile for a second.
Another one of those days when I have too much actual work to do (I hardly count fiction as “work” because I love it so much at this stage of the writing) and I’m too tired and blechy to want to do it. It makes my Master’s Degree in Procrastination into a PhD by default — it’s now 2:06 pm, and I’ve written exactly half a sentence on one of two articles, and made none of two or three phone calls for another that’s already overdue. Blargh. But we just had to plunk down a couple hundred bucks to fix up my Sweetie (Toyota), and things are lean until I get my monthly pay so… off to work I go. My sexy weres and vamps and warrior women will just have to wait a while. *sigh* Alas.