Last night I wrote slightly over 3,000 words on the story that is due Real Soon Now. I have not yet looked at what feedback awaits me from my beta readers/sanity net, but I will. Any minute now.

Last night was also the night of my subconscious being wacky. Once I fell asleep (sometime after 3:30AM), I had another installment of my "we're at the best thrift store ever!" dream. [livejournal.com profile] poh once again found a pair of his "ninjer" boots, [livejournal.com profile] domestinatrix was loading up a cart with canning jars, I was clutching a brand-new pair of the Dr. Marten "Skelly" boots AND a b&w striped military jacket with rows and rows of silver buttons, and The Husband had just walked up brandishing a first edition of Something Wicked This Way Comes. And then people ran into the store screaming about a zombie attack. Look, I don't understand it either, but it's still a better dream than the recurring stress nightmare where I'm stuck back working at Fred Meyer.

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I have realized that at some point I need to get a small soldering iron, because there are too many craft/jewelry projects I want to do that would be SO MUCH SIMPLER if I had one. Anyone have any recommendations for a good one?

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Okay, going to look at the feedback on the story. Really. Right now.
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