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Thursday, Nov. 16, 2006
You Know the Drill

Sorry for the uber-privacy thing lately. I'm just too tired to write dual entries. Private entry here.

In the meantime, however, I will admit that I've written absolutely not another word on the NaNoWriMo challenge, not since that first day. I got to 1400 words or so and haven't had either the time or the impetus to do more.

I thought about writing on it tonight but we got another web order, which takes precedence, especially given the precarious nature of my job right now. Anything involving money gets my immediate attention. It has to.

Another bonus - we could potentially be through the divorce quagmire sooner than we'd originally anticipated. Cross your fingers, toes, eyes... anything'll do. Just get 'er done. We need all the luck we can get.

I got an note (elsewhere away from Diaryland) from Dangerspouse tonight. It's always encouraging to know he's managed to escape from the latest imprisonment/predicament/cooking incident of his own design. In this case, he was woefully tight-lipped, however, leading me to believe that either 1) he's got more up his sleeve but awaiting the right moment to spring it on us all, or 2) he's in more trouble than ever and isn't willing to incriminate himself in writing.

I dunno about you, but I'm leaning heavily to the latter.

Before - After

In the grander scheme of things, no soul can truly be replaced. Each one of us has a place in the universal tapestry. We each contribute our own color and texture. When one thread is snipped too soon, it distorts all the threads around it. Other lives can unravel and tear. If the wrong thread is ripped away, the whole fabric of life becomes dangerously fragile.
- LeiLani, aka Radiogurl aka Bright Opal (1957 - )