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rmCrazy busy week around here. There are no down days. Fencing tonight (aie), barn dance tomorrow, lots of people to be mailed about my impending arrival in Boston and all sorts of wardrobe stuff to get in order accordingly.
I'm in a pretty good, if largely silent mood.
Today, I have to go to the post office to, among other things, return that wrong fencing jacket for the final time and get my $$ back.
And it would be batshit insane, especially since I'd leave the city a few days after getting back from Phoenix Rising, but I'm now in this hemming and hawing place about Wiscon. Because it's very affordable. If I weren't taking a gazillion other trips this year.
Tonight, I have to write my Valentine's Day SF column, which continues to take strange turns, because I realized in the course of a conversation last night, that the bulk of my list, whcih was compiled with the help of many many people, looks at love in terms of endurance. This is the nature of drama, of course, but it's something unsettling that bears examination. Alison remarks often enough that I really should be able to find a gig where reviewing stuff is also about telling personal stories (hey, I thought that's what LJ was! just without $$), but I think this gig I can actually use some of those stylistic habits, especially since it's about encouraging discussion and so forth.
I'm in a pretty good, if largely silent mood.
Today, I have to go to the post office to, among other things, return that wrong fencing jacket for the final time and get my $$ back.
And it would be batshit insane, especially since I'd leave the city a few days after getting back from Phoenix Rising, but I'm now in this hemming and hawing place about Wiscon. Because it's very affordable. If I weren't taking a gazillion other trips this year.
Tonight, I have to write my Valentine's Day SF column, which continues to take strange turns, because I realized in the course of a conversation last night, that the bulk of my list, whcih was compiled with the help of many many people, looks at love in terms of endurance. This is the nature of drama, of course, but it's something unsettling that bears examination. Alison remarks often enough that I really should be able to find a gig where reviewing stuff is also about telling personal stories (hey, I thought that's what LJ was! just without $$), but I think this gig I can actually use some of those stylistic habits, especially since it's about encouraging discussion and so forth.
