a word you never expected your aunt to know: frottage.
i had a haircut three whole days ago now. i still hate it. sign of a truly bad haircut. this one's gonna take a few months to undo.
is leonard cohen's "hallelujah" the most covered song ever in the history of mankind? i have twenty-seven versions of it on my hard drive, only one of them by the man himself, and i wasn't actually trying for a collection.
i am on annual leave from the dayjob, ostensibly to write lots on the novel. then the baby was born and the family descended. so while i'm still writing, i'm not getting much more done than i would have were i at work. life, and novels, they are sneaky.
i have no plot for my novel. stupid recalcitrant novel. we're coming up for the deathmarch now, the plot can't go walkabout now