Don't they teach us procrastination, don't they teach us indecision
On the one hand, today we found out that our bathroom sink may need replacing (it certainly doesn't work) and that Autolycus can scale an eight-foot bookcase if sufficiently motivated (
spatch thinks he saw a bug).
On the other, I have written my first substantive fiction since last summer (in progress, trying not to jinx) and this photograph of Pablo Picasso cosplaying Popeye makes me feel a lot better about the state of my bedroom.
I would have been cheerful if this deleted scene from Black Panther (2018) had not been deleted.
It is my deep and devout hope that I am not woken tomorrow, for the fifth day in a row, by a phone call I did not ask for at nine in the morning.
On the other, I have written my first substantive fiction since last summer (in progress, trying not to jinx) and this photograph of Pablo Picasso cosplaying Popeye makes me feel a lot better about the state of my bedroom.
I would have been cheerful if this deleted scene from Black Panther (2018) had not been deleted.
It is my deep and devout hope that I am not woken tomorrow, for the fifth day in a row, by a phone call I did not ask for at nine in the morning.

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W00t! Go you! I'm shaking the pompoms quietly.
That Picasso Popeye is something else...
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Thank you! I want enough time to write it (and everything else I have to write) and I want not to kill it before then. Also research. I want not to drown in research. Why is everything I write historical now?
That Picasso Popeye is something else...
I'm just very impressed by everything about that photograph.
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