I am chipped, curly-lipped.

[aithne]

 A thousand words even on Word of the Chosen last night; I think I am coming up on a chapter break.  We'll see; after a chapter made largely of backstory and scene-setting and the audience catching its breath, we'll see if it feels right to end on the duhn duhn DUHN that I am likely to get to tonight (if I don't go clothes shopping instead of writing).  At this point, I'm telling myself I can do a thousand words a night and then quit and play Petville for a bit.  It's progress, even if it's progress that's a lot slower than I'm used to.  

So.  Friday.  It's a very Friday-ish Friday, at least so far.  I drove in to work this morning; I may regret that tonight, since Friday night traffic is consistently completely horrible, but it was an easy drive in so perhaps I should not complain.  Thing Wot I Do at work is complete and we have one credible RC and two more in testing.  I am thinking about repainting my bedroom and office, and have sent away for color samples from Devine Color, which is rumored to have developed their paints specifically for the quality of Northwest light.  The paint is also rumored to be far less stinky than regular paint, which would also be a plus.  

I think i could have used a little more sleep.  I am a bit dumb this morning.