There are other things in my life, truly. Quiet chats with David; cooking curries. Mexican lunch with M'ris, her boys, Susan, David. Beating David at Scrabble -- woohoo! Being beaten at Scrabble by Susan -- actually still pretty fun. Feeding Susan lunch, then going for a long walk and talk and scrounge of art supplies at Ocean Beach, then bringing her back to feed her dinner. Drowning in the latest R.R. Martin epic, turning pages compulsively.
Actually, it's not surprising that I'm not quite done on the rejections yet...
I'm feeling better. I was missing Kev something fierce for a couple of days -- enough so that I was being pretty cranky with David. All that sun and wind and waves today has helped to bring it down to a manageable ache. He's leaving for a month of France (and math) in a week. It'll be weird to have him so far away, for so long. I have pretty good distractions here, though.
Tomorrow, finish the rejections, phone conference, then up to Berkeley to work in a cafe (maybe even write a little?), lunch with Susan and maybe Karen, squeeze in a bit more work, hang out some with Karen and Tot, then home to David's, dinner with Heather, then work some more. That's the plan, at any rate. I have tons of work to do, but by god, I'm going to squeeze in a hell of a lot of socializing or I'll know the reason why.
Did that make any sense? Maybe it's time to go back to my book...