1. I think the Air part of my Nikes has a leak. Step. Squeak. Step Squeak. Step. Squeak.
2. That didn’t stop me from being very productive. By the time I came home, I’d decided on my dedication and had written the thing.
3. Not only did I write it in my head, I remembered to type it out when I got home. No small feat for me.
4. I suppose the acknowledgments are next. They’re scary. So I think I’ll change the subject. Ah, yeah. Food’s always good.
5. If you ever come over for dinner, we can talk books and writing, or weather or not, and if you’re real good, I’ll reprise the Tony’s canneloni I made last night. So delicious.
- Mood:
Leftovers!

