greygirlbeast (greygirlbeast) wrote,
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"If I had an orchard, I'd work till I'm sore."

This will be a journal entry of Very Little Substance. There's snow on the ground. There might be more today. I swore I'd never have to see this ugly fucking street frozen over and white again, but there it is. And tonight the low will be 0˚F (that's the actual forecast), with a windchill below zero. So much for the promises I make myself.

Night before last I slept 8+ hours. Last night I slept 5+. This is the wild unpredictability of my life without Seroquel.

Today, I'll be putting together Sirenia Digest #107, which will go out to subscribers tonight or tomorrow, and this evening I'll be talking with my agent.

Yesterday, I'm afraid the most productive thing I did was proofread "The Ape's Wife" for Beneath an Oil-Dark Sea.

Here's a photograph that rather perfectly sums up how much I miss Woodstock right now:

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And that's all for now...

Later Taters,
Aunt Beast
Tags: "best of crk" project, "the ape's wife", bob dylan, cold weather, insomnia, lies, proofreading, sirenia late, snow, woodstock
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