Quick note -- going up to S.F. for the day to meet Bryan and Elissa (you may remember I went to their wedding last year) for lunch. Kevin was supposed to come too, but he's not feeling well, so we're going to just swing by my house, collect some clothes I need for Tahoe and some games, and then probably just come back down to San Jose. Got a train to catch, so I must dash...
I planned to write a long letter today, but the day has been busier than expected. So I'll just wish everyone a very merry Christmas -- I'm having a wonderful time, and I hope you are as well.
*hugs all 'round*
Hey, everyone! Hope the holiday season is going well for you all. I have somewhat erratic e-mail access now, as I'm at Kev's parents' house for the holidays, but will try to at least keep checking in with you. Not much exciting to report -- lots of shopping and socializing, as typical for this time of year. Gotten a few presents already -- especially cool was the one from my publisher - framed covers of my book! :-) I feel so professional...
Off to see if I can find one more present for Kev; something he mentioned he wanted but may be a bit difficult to find. I probably shouldn't even say that much here, except I'm fairly sure he isn't reading this journal at all -- no clue why. I'll be shopping for weeks -- I decided to do my shopping for everyone I'm not seeing *on* Christmas *after* Christmas -- just too chaotic otherwise.
Anyway, best stop tying up the phone line here....talk to y'all later.
Some changes coming up in the diary. Among other things, the current diary month will now be called 'current.html', which should simplify your bookmarking. :-) Please repoint your browsers now to http://www.mamohanraj.com/current.html. Watch for more changes as they develop.
Sorry for the long hiatus -- been decompressing. :-) Going to go do a bit more of it by playing Warcraft, but I did want to log on briefly so I could put up the new story I wrote this morning. I really like this one -- hope you guys do too. It's called, The Masks We All Wear.
May be back later today -- dunno for sure. Hope y'all had a good weekend...
7:31 a.m. - 12-14 pages. We progress. I still don't like this paper.
11:24 a.m. - 18 1/2 pages, 1 page of footnotes, two pages of bibliography. Done and printed. Hooray. I'm going to veg on the mucks for a while now until my brain recovers...
Paper due by noon Thursday. 1:45 - 3-4 vague pages. Updates as the situation develops. :-)
6:31 - 9-10 moderately solid pages. Very tempted to stop for the night, as its a 15-20 page paper, and I'm pretty sure I can knock out another 5 pages tomorrow before noon. Will be good and try to work a little longer, though. My brain tends to shut down around 7, though.
My friend Steve is taking me to a Thoth concert tomorrow night. Celtic harem music, whatever that is. Weird.
Also in the news, got a phone call from HBO's "Sex Bytes". Wants to possibly do something on my writing (cool), but more interested in discussing polyamory. I dunno. Don't think I particularly want to discuss my personal love life on national tv. Philosophy, politics, literature, okay....but that's it, I think. Some of the same reasons I didn't do the Newsweek article on bisexuality a couple of years ago.
Okay, and I know *this* is an international forum in some ways, but I feel like I'm talking to friends. And I do have complete control over what I say, and don't have an interviewer trying to slant it towards exploitative cheesy stuff. And I don't really tell you guys all about my love life...though you can probably figure out a good chunk of it if you read between the lines. :-)
Kevin comes home on the 19th. :-) :-) :-) :-) :-)
If you couldn't tell, I am very pleased.
Back to the damn paper.
Okay, it's finals week, so I'm not going to apologize. :-)
Before I forget, here's a delightful page I wanted to share with y'all. Brian's Academiad was especially fun -- if you've ever enjoyed the torments, I mean pleasures, of a classical education, you'll appreciate this occasionally spotty but ultimately hilarious piece.
Would write more, but I have to get back to work on Sidney. Ick. Yuck. I like Sidney, but I hate this paper.
Okay, I didn't get back to you yesterday, but it's only Thursday, so I'm not that behind, right? I'm having a hard time thinking right now, because for some bizarre reason I woke up at 5 a.m. and started writing and wrote until 10:30 (interspersed with mucking, which oddly enough helps me write), and so my brain is a little fried. Also I've started fretting about last minute things to do for the party (get cranberries and popcorn for the tree, and ribbons and boughs to decorate the house, and a tree, don't forget, and maybe some sheet music so we can sing a little 'round the piano, and it would be really cool to have some traditional holiday games, but the last time I saw that sort of thing was, I think, in one of the G.K. Chesterton Father Brown stories, so I have to go dig those out, or you guys could send me your ideas/memories, and I have no idea what's appropriate for Kwanzaa (I have Christmas and Hanukkah and Winter Solstice and the Hindu Festival of Lights stuff, but nothing for Kwanzaa, which is too bad, 'cause I wanted this to be an interdenominational holiday party :-), and I'm not sure the trifle recipe is going to work out, so I want to make it early (besides I think it's better if it sits soaking up the sherry for a day, though *please* tell me if I'm wrong), and there's the eggnog to spice and the cookie ingredients to buy and I'm sure I've forgotten something or several somethings), so I'm a little flaky right now.
But basically life is good and I'm happy, though someone should explain to me someday why it is that I can be utterly upset one moment and perfectly fine the next, and exactly how this relates to telephones, 'cause I really don't understand this phenomenon and it's causing much confusion in my life. No, I'm not going to explain that. It would take too long, and you probably know what I mean anyway.
I'm babbling. I'm babbling a lot. I hope you guys are at least buy kamagra from thailand amused by my babbling 'cause it would be awful if nobody got anything out of it. Heck, I'm amused, so I suppose that's enough.
I discovered something amazingly cool today -- an ambigram generator. I'm not going to try to explain -- just go play -- it's fun. 'mary anne' acutally works fairly well as an ambigram.
And okay, you may find this hard to believe, but I actually have a fan club now. That's right. And you can join if you want (what's next, a Usenet newsgroup?? :-), and receive lots of cool nifty stuff. Well, maybe some cool nifty stuff. Maybe none. Maybe just a lot of advertising blurbs. Or maybe I'll be inspired and mail you guys everything I write each week. Hundreds of pages of unpublished material delivered to your very mailbox...okay, I'm a little manic today, you can tell. It's definitely a crap shoot, but it'd be kinda nice to think that someone actually bothered to JOIN my fan club. :-) And I think Dale is a little stumped for ideas on what a fan club actually does (and the last one I joined (okay, I admit it, it was the Misty Lackey fan club, but I was in high school, okay?) was so long ago that I don't quite remember what we did other than exchange letters saying how much we liked the author, which seems a little silly in retrospect, so I don't have much of a clue either), so could probably use any ideas you wanted to shoot his way. He likes getting mail. (Dale is my publisher, in case that wasn't clear. Dale Larson, firstname.lastname@example.org, super nice guy. Feel free to write and tell him. :-) (If he starts getting flooded with mail he's going to kill me, but it might be worth it....:-)
The general pages on the book have also been expanded quite a bit, including quite a few lovely new reviews, and a detailed description of the censorship problems we faced. Interesting.
Okay, okay, I've been bad, I know. I really meant to get back to the entry Monday, but I was so exhausted, I just fell asleep really early. In my defense, I'd like to point out that it *is* the last week of classes, and I *do* have a major final paper due next week, and I *am* throwing a huge holiday party this Friday. So forgive me. December may be a bit sketchy.
I can't buy kamagra online now even write as much now as I'd like, 'cause I'm in the throes of finishing up the stuff I'm handing in for my Fiction class (everything I've done this semester). Due at 3, so I'd best run, but I really will try to write again later today, possibly around 5-ish. There's lots going on in my life right now, and I'd love to tell you all about it, but I'm just swamped.