There’s a lot to catch up on, and I’m not certain why I’m going to try and do it at twelve at night after a really busy day.
--So Liza’s hubby is suing her for emotional distressed caused before the wedding? Gosh, I thought he would have had a good case after being forced to smile and pretend he was enjoying her perform at the Michael Jackson tribute concert…but wouldn't that have been fun to watch if they had carried through with their reality TV show?
--Here’s something I’ve been meaning to write down for a while. My friend Pauline has two sisters who live in the same apartment complex that I do. They know I’ve moved in because I did indicate I knew Michele when I moved in initially, so she could collect a $100 reward. Anyway, Pauline told them we’re separating and they both expressed extreme disappointment that we couldn’t stick together and make it work, for the sake of the kids. They’re both very religious, but they’re also both hypocrates, because both of them have been divorced. So who are they to cast stones?
--Computer is acting screwy. I may need to get a new one. Perhaps I could deduct it as an expense related to my writing next year…
--I sent out my note to Jen today, after a blessing from Hope. However, may hold off a bit on sending the book—Josie’s been reading the kids chapters from it, and you’d be amazed at how much you can pick up hearing someone else read your stuff. One conclusion I drew tonight—I still am not satisfied with the reconstructed Chapter One, despite what Peg said. It’s just not flowing right for me.
(Turning light off to nap in bed while I type this…)
Fell asleep. Woke up at 8:30. Argh! Late for work. Later…