I had a dream last night that I had tattoos, dozens of them, all over my body.  They were all tattoos that other people I’ve known actually have, all on my skin.  I don’t have any tattoos of my own.  Trippy dream.

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I think I have my mojo back on the novella…I wrote a [cough] “romance” scene yesterday and I think it was suitably twisted.  This is a Jack story, after all–if there wasn’t subversion at play there wouldn’t be any point.  I knocked off 1,000 words today and made a major leap towards finishing on time.

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Good Supernatural tonight, very thematic, very tense.  And I’m very happy that they’ve managed to marry the season arc with the creature of the week format, which is where the show’s most successful episodes come from.

Also, “Manburger helper.”  /snickers.  Cannibalism is for the lulz, kids.

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D warned me that my workouts would be getting “more intense” now that I’m not a gasping mass of unfit wibble, and my arms are killing me today.  On the bright side, I somehow lost three pounds last week (I’m guessing the pounds were literally shocked off me by the Witch’s Alphabet sale.)

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Speaking of that, I’m now a member of 10′ers over on LiveJournal…YA authors with their first YA/MG manuscript published in 2010.  Any fellow members, feel free to say hello or add my personal journal.  /waves

I think that about does it…I’m going to read a bit and have an early-ish night since I’m beat.  Sweet tattooed dreams, all.