through the razor weeds that only reach my knees

As you can see from this-here picture of what's in my lap, I do intend to stick to yesterday's promise of "mixing it up" around here a bit more. Let this kitty snapshot be a gesture of good faith, and a sign of my righteous intentions.

Or something.

Blogging of any sort will be on the low side today, for I have (a). day-job work yet to be done, and (b). plans for the afternoon. Last night I struggled my way to the (approximate) halfway point on Ganymede's rewrites – at least, the first major heavy-lifting pass – and today I'm giving myself the afternoon off from that task. I could use a little perspective. And I've scarcely left the house in the last couple of weeks.

Therefore, I am going to go hang with my marvelous friend Kat out in Ballard, where we shall nab lunch and mosey around, picking up coffee and gossiping. (As is our wont.)

Have fun without me.

[Crossposted from my website. If you'd like to comment, you can do so either here or there.]