Don't tell me... I got nothin' to do

[crowdog66]

[/"Countin' Flowers On The Wall reference]

Today I have a bit of breathing space. As those of you who have access to my Friends Only posts know, the last four days have been sheer murder. I was running to a MM deadline and my brother-in-law Reg is once again sleeping on our couch until he can find a new place to live.

Yesterday I got out of the house, saw my psychiatrist, and did some grocery shopping. I also took a Seroquel tablet, which has roughly the same effect as a two-by-four across the frontal lobes. Today I'm still pleasantly floaty, and aside from a character generating session this evening for an upcoming AD&D game I've got nothing to do for the rest of the day.

I might work on my NaNoWriMo novel; if I can finish the rework on Chapter 1 the first three chapters will be ready to send off to those who've so kindly volunteered to give them a read.

I might waste hours just surfing Teh Intarwebs.

Or I might actually start doing prep work on the upcoming HB project. (Ha!)

Due to the Seroquel I feel no particular presssure to do any particular thing. And that's definitely a luxury that I intend to enjoy. Tomorrow I have to jump back on the commercial art horse... but tomorrow, as I believe Scarlet O'Hara said, is another day.

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[eastpath.livejournal.com]

Maybe some love to your 365 blog :D *hugs* See you Friday!