Tuesday, April 8th, 2003 - Fancy Mushrooms Um, yeah. Er, hi. I finally realized that I was the only journal on J-walker that still had a March entry as its last entry, and lo, I was ashamed. So, here's an entry. Let's see, I'll work backwards and see how far memory holds out, ok? Today I decided that this "getting up early to go workout" thing just wasn't working for me. I mean, I've been trying this for weeks (3? 4?) and I've managed to go to the gym exactly twice, and I've worked out at home twice. So, new plan. We get up at 7:30 (instead of 6:30, which we weren't really doing, as Tim just goes back to sleep while I tend the snooze and lay in bed awake and annoyed and sleepy) and I go to work an hour early while Tim writes. This way, i can leave at 5pm (instead of 6pm) go to the gym and workout (or take a class, which will help me not slack so much) and be home around 7:30 or 8pm. Then, Tim and I can hang out and I can stay up a bit later so we have more time. Whoo! I'm hoping to make it to a Body Sculpt class tonight, which will hopefully be a good workout. Yay. Last night, we finally saw Susan after her weeks of travel. Always lovely, and we even managed not to pick on each other (which we sometimes do when she's around, not sure why, though I guess it means we're WAY too comfortable around her, hee). I had a good time hearing her stories and relating my own (or co-relating them with Tim; we really do try to be entertaining when we tell stories together, and Susan's kind enough to laugh in all the right spots). And we had Barney's (which was my suggestion for once; I was craving portobello mushroom sandwiches and fries . . .). And it was lovely. Um, Sunday Tim and I bought dress-up clothes for the Nebula weekend that is fast approaching (yikes!). I bought a dress at a strange hispanic store down on International where a 13-year-old boy had to translate for me; it was embarrasing, as if I'd thought about it ahead of time I could've brushed up on just a few Spanish phrases and done just fine, as I did once survive on my own for two weeks in Spain, but I'm rusty, ah well. Tried on four dresses, bought the last one. It's a royal navy blue, empire waist and A-line skirt that's rather slimming. The top part is sectioned off by a ribbon and is covered in this weird lace/eyelet material (same color as the rest of the dress) that's rather pretty, and it has two spaghetti straps on each side to hold it up. Oh, and it has a navy bow with rhinestones in the middle smack dab in the middle of the ribbon under the bustline (bow might bite it, as it's slightly off center and if I take it off to straighten it I might not ever sew it back on). Is it my dream dress? Not really. Does it look nice on me? Yes. Will I resist the urge to adorn it with light-blue organza ribbons that I have lying around? Maybe. I'm pretty lazy, so I might just leave it as-is. Definitely need the prom jewelry and the curly hair to make it work, though. Oh, and the lovely soft cotton shawl with silver moon tapestry (that I made in weaving class in college as a final project) goes pretty well with it, too, so I have a navy wrap if it gets cold. And shoes, which I had for Kellie's wedding (if I hadn't gained weight, I could've worn that dress, actually, but oh well). So, anyway. I have a dress. It's pretty. I don't think I look fat in it. That's really all that matters. Really. I also read Flytrap subs several times on Sunday. I try to read each sub twice, as most of them I like much better on the second reading. I'm weird that way, I guess. I sent out several rejections and two acceptances. There are about three more definite yeses to send out (tonight, i will do it tonight, dammit) and a handful of maybes I need to read for the second or third time, and a few more rejections . . . I still fret about rejections, though I'm getting better at them. I've learned a lot about editing from this experience, and I know I made several mistakes along the way. Live and learn. I'll do better next time. It's very exciting, though, seeing the magazine coming together. Tim's doing a beautiful job at layout, too. So cool! Gods, it's been so long I can't even tell if this is a decent journal entry or not. My shoulders are aching, though, so I'm guessing it's getting long? Saturday: yoga and buying a new printer. The printer is sexy. It will work with my mac. It has a flatbed scanner and a copier in. It does color photographs on glossy paper that look like actual photographs. It prints 22 pages of text a minute. And it was relatively cheap, considering. Damn, we like the new printer a *lot*. Ok. I think this is enough for now. I'll try to be better, kids. Really. Here is where you can reprimand me, if you want to.

Exercise Log: Yoga on Saturdays. Failing to get up early in the mornings. Sigh. Writing log: Working on an Oakland collab with Tim that might just be the most substantial collab we've done. Editing Flytrap. Some other stuff I'm not sure I should talk about yet (ooh, mysterious!). Current Publications: "Famishing" in Strange Horizons. My first pro sale! "Wetting the Bed" and a collab with Tim Pratt, "A Serious Case of Fairies" in Floodwater "How to Suck" reprinted in From Porn to Poetry: Clean Sheets Celebrates the Erotic Mind Currently Reading: Altered Carbon by Richard K. Morgan Read recently: The Impossible Bird by Patrick O'Leary which DOES NOT put only children on the side of the aliens in the end, but does show siblings in a touching light, so if you take offense at close relationships between siblings then by all means skip this book. Ahem. Donate money to my teeth, my grad school application fees, our writerly projects (Floodwater and Flytrap!). Every little bit helps!

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