Saturday, May 31, 2003
May sucks. That's all. It has been mostly a horrid month (though ConQuesT was great), and I'm glad to see it go.
Today we lost one of our 13 year old cats, Kincaid. He'd been ill for awhile, and we pretty much new any day now... but it was still hard to take.
And my hip still hurts, although it seems to be less so than before. I haven't gotten any writing done, but I am at 71,346 on Ruins, which is about 5,000 more than the original novel. I still have maybe 5-8,000 to go. I could probably do it tonight, if life didn't suck so much.
But I'm going to write something, anyway.