K’s boyfriend managed to pull off an early surprise birthday dinner for her tonight that Mom and I went to. Quite, quite fun and I purposefully only ate half my steak and loaded potato so I’d have lunch for tomorrow. Such good birthday cake.

Before dinner we needed to kill some time and pick up K’s gift certificate for a pedicure so at the Mall I found something majorly surprising: a denim skirt, knee length, in a blue that doesn’t look dirty or stone washed. ON SALE. Rock on! There was also a funny moment when Mom and I picked up identical jackets from across the room. The hounds tooth pattern was too large to look right on anyone our size but still, that was a bit too freaky.

Palmie has also informed me that our travel plans for next year will preempt the Memphis road trip in favor of hostel-ing it in England for a week. Hey, who am I to argue?!?

Flipping through the latest Spiegel catalog I got an idea for a card to use as a project for my next article. Surprisingly enough I actually found all the pieces I needed in the Abyss, got the example made and the article written in one evening. Rock On! Three more to go for the month!

Not quite uber-productive but seriously productive nonetheless. I managed to do some decent housework this weekend (the apartment is now presentable again) and the next 2 weeks of comics are done, scanned and uploaded. Rock on! Now I get to focus on the remaining articles I need for the month (4 of them! in a little over a week… yeah, busy busy busy). First, though? Bed!

That was a bit too close for my liking but my articles are submitted. Tomorrow I sleep in… then get started on the next 4, next week’s comics, and cleaning the apartment. What rest?

The words, they are being stubborn. Time, it is being fleeting. Deadline, it is approaching. Rapidly.

Like tomorrow night. I’m almost through the drafts and I know I’ll get it done, but Vegas and being sick afterwards has really skewed the whole productivity thing. I’ve GOT to get back on track both with the writing and the comic and the everything else. My apartment is a wreck because both suitcases are still gaping open in the living room (never was good at the whole unpacking thing), I haven’t cooked since I’ve been home, the ravages of pre-Vegas prep are still strewn about and it’s just chaos here. And now I’m blogging when I should be editing. Out!