'Sup, broccolis?

[lizbee]

Well, this week has been pretty rubbish so far.  I went back to work on Monday, where the attention given to my sprain was gratifying (...don't laugh, there's a certain amount of satisfaction to be had when the office snowboarder pronounces your sprain impressive!) but the hobbling was painful.  So I only worked three days, out of my usual four-day work week, and stayed home yesterday.

I have written very little.  I've watched fewer episodes of The Wire than I would have liked, since I kept getting home from work late.  I piked on frabjous's birthday dinner. 

On the upside, selvage is visiting this weekend!  My ankle's swelling is finally going down!  And according to a Tumblr meme where the last song you listened to will be played at your funeral, I get to posthumously inflict this on my grieving friends and relatives:

So I guess that's better than a kick in the head.

ETA: AND I have written. I was like, "I've been at this for ages and I've barely scratched the surface. ...wait, have I really written 1100 words this morning? Is that the end of the section? GO TEAM LIZ!"

Granted, that's basically 1100 words of "Dear Azula, do you like me? Tick [] yes / [] no. Love Toph." BUT STILL.

Comments

[tree_and_leaf]

I get to posthumously inflict this on my grieving friends and relatives

Well, it could work. Get the wake off with a swing, and all that...

(Mine would be Handel: Eight Pieces for Violin and Cello Tuning & Gavotte, which is frankly just a bit dull).

[lizbee]

Maybe I should specify in my will that the wake should be held at a Korean karaoke bar.

[prof_pangaea]

that would be the optimal solution, obviously.