annathepiper | Killing time until Serenity flies tonight (Reply)

Getting more accustomed now to the 100mcg dose of synthroid in my system. It's a little odd--I noticed yesterday that I felt like I had a lot more energy than I've had in a while, and a lot more ability to just do stuff. I did 1.95 miles on the treadmill and didn't feel overly taxed. I hope this keeps up. I could get used to this.

I begin to find myself twitchier about the ongoing silence from our phone, which has not yet seemed to realize that its duty is to relay to me communication from Luna. Helpfully providing it the following example of how a conversation between Luna and me might go has not yet inspired it:

Luna Books: Hello, is this annathepiper? This is Luna Books! We want to buy your novel, and by way of payment, we offer you this shiny nickel. If you write two more to go with this one, we'll give you THREE shiny nickels.
Me: Ooooooh, shiny! But I like dimes. Could I have shiny dimes instead? They're smaller and easier to transport, and also are rounded off to the nearest ten cents!
LB: Well, okay, dimes. We can do that.

My email is being similarly silent about the resume I sent off last night for the nibble

technoshaman passed me. I have to virtually cross my fingers, otherwise I cannot type, but it would be nice to avoid unemployment this fall. Even if it means I couldn't do Nanowrimo after all.

Till then, anyway, this weekend promises to be the Weekend of Media, as

mamishka and I go to ogle Serenity once again tonight. And either tomorrow afternoon or Sunday evening, we'll be doing Lost and Bones and possibly also Charlie Jade if we're ambitious. Yay!

And very shortly, I shall have clam chowder for lunch. Mmmm, clam chowder.

Thursday miles: 2.05
Miles out of Hobbiton: 355
Miles to Rivendell: 103