Dear Diary . . . day by day

Wednesday, June 20th, 2001 - The Good the Bad and the "letting go"

Marissa is the only person I've ever known who has good luck come in threes. Congrats, M'ris, on:
All-but-selling (yet) Fortress of Thorns
Being asked out of the blue to do that Garth Nix interview and
Selling "Irena's Roses" to Analog.
Can I rub your belly, M'ris, for good luck?
No, my life isn't horrible - in fact, I usually am amazed at my own good luck these days (most of it having to do with having a wonderful boyfriend and being in love). But not everything is peachy. Today was one of those bad RSI days where it hurt to breathe; my right shoulder blade being pressed by my expanding lungs was driving me nuts. I left work way early, after working out a new schedule with Janine (who isn't nearly as bad as I make her sound here, really). My new schedule cuts my hours down to 24 a week. Eep! But, I really can't work more than 6 hours a day - this is the kind of job where I have to plug away, be doing something the entire time I'm on the clock, and it hurts, hurts, hurts. So, now I work Monday thru Thursday, from 10 'till 4. I love this schedule, but I really am worried about money. Maybe some voice recognition software and some freelance writing gigs will help fill it out? I dunno. I'm trying not to freak out about it right now.
Ah, David is here and we're hanging out tonight, so I should go be a good hostess. Chat with y'all later.

Exercise log:
Stretched, did 250 various situps and 25 minutes on the precor. David told me I'm "letting myself go", which pissed me off but did get my ass back into the gym today, so, y'know. I guess it's ok.
Writing log:
Typed in "The Janitor's Night Dive" (which hurt to do). 1020 words. It's so little and cute! I love it!
I'm currently reading:
Stranger Things Happen by Kelly Link
My new PO Box is:
Heather Shaw
P.O. Box 13222
Berkeley, CA 94712-4222

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