A new use for these flannel-lined jeans
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pbrayHanging out at the Cybercafe, which is heated about as well as the apartment I lived in during college. No, wait, I slander the cafe. It's at least 60 degrees in here, and they attempt to heat each room, so that's an improvement over 98 West Street, where central heating meant only the center room was heated by the gas heater. At night it was so cold we would pile our winter coats on top of our beds, and the curtained off front room made a dandy overflow refrigerator, though if you left the milk next to the front windows it would freeze.
But I digress. Had lunch at the Cybercafe and am now attempting to write. I'm in exile from my house, where hopefully the cleaning service is making a long delayed appearance. Snowstorms and holiday travel meant that they haven't been there since November, so they're overdue. If they hadn't been able to squeeze me in this week, I might have broken down and purchased a vacuum cleaner. Mine broke a couple of years ago, but there hasn't been any urgency in replacing it, since Cinderella usually comes every other week. Which is what I need to keep chaos under control. Left to my own devices I'd be surrounded by stacks of papers, magazines and books, in the best tradition of eccentric loners eventually found crushed to death under the weight of their possessions. Last month a couple of visitors caught a glimpse of my writing room, which requires acrobatic maneuvers worthy of a master thief avoiding infrared sensors in order to travel from the door to the computer desk. Sadly both were fellow writers and saw nothing wrong with the chaos....
I may need to get some normal friends. Or become rich & famous and have a PA to take care of these details for me. It's as good a resolution as any.
ETA: 1500 words today. I can haz beer?
But I digress. Had lunch at the Cybercafe and am now attempting to write. I'm in exile from my house, where hopefully the cleaning service is making a long delayed appearance. Snowstorms and holiday travel meant that they haven't been there since November, so they're overdue. If they hadn't been able to squeeze me in this week, I might have broken down and purchased a vacuum cleaner. Mine broke a couple of years ago, but there hasn't been any urgency in replacing it, since Cinderella usually comes every other week. Which is what I need to keep chaos under control. Left to my own devices I'd be surrounded by stacks of papers, magazines and books, in the best tradition of eccentric loners eventually found crushed to death under the weight of their possessions. Last month a couple of visitors caught a glimpse of my writing room, which requires acrobatic maneuvers worthy of a master thief avoiding infrared sensors in order to travel from the door to the computer desk. Sadly both were fellow writers and saw nothing wrong with the chaos....
I may need to get some normal friends. Or become rich & famous and have a PA to take care of these details for me. It's as good a resolution as any.
ETA: 1500 words today. I can haz beer?
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Date: 2009-01-02 07:44 pm (UTC)::laughing::
I've spent the last week and a half catching up with the mess that five months of Book Brain wrought. Cleaned the bathroom yesterday. Deep cleaning. Even tried out the new floor steam cleaner on the ugly yellow linoleum floor, which is still ugly and yellow but much much cleaner.
Vacuumed walls. Dumped lots of stuff. Had to buy a new box of Swiffer dusters. Moved a cedar chest down into the basement, even.
A PA sounds wonderful.
Oh, and yes. You can haz beer.
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Date: 2009-01-03 01:07 pm (UTC)It just goes to show that as writers, our status symbols aren't fancy cars, giant homes, or swanky outfits--our symbols are "June who comes in two days a week to do my filing and correspondence" and "Henry who does all my preliminary research and figuring out things like how to ship galleys to China."
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Date: 2009-01-02 11:27 pm (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2009-01-03 01:00 pm (UTC)On the other hand, my current friends are fun, and share my taste for brains, so I think I'll keep them.
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Date: 2009-01-02 11:51 pm (UTC)1500 more than me! you can has beer. you can has two!
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Date: 2009-01-03 01:00 pm (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2009-01-03 12:41 am (UTC)This may not be normal either.
But I still want and need a personal assistant.
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Date: 2009-01-03 01:03 pm (UTC)I often get bursts of organization where everything will be labeled, filed, placed in folders, stacked and sorted. And then, well, the whole system falls apart until the next time I'm feeling inspired. Which is where a minion would come in handy