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Last night’s writing critique went really well. We met up at Ground Zero and talked writerly things. It was really nice. Sometimes I’m not sure if I’m going to be able keep up, but then I see everyone and I always walk away inspired. It’s going to be a really good thing, going forward, I know it.

After the meeting I spent some time chatting outside in the cold with my favorite cynic. heh. Life rocks, bring on the ass-kickery.

I don’t know if I’m coming down with something, or if it’s a little windburn from last night, but my face has been flushed all day, bright pinky purply. (well, perhaps I’m a bit more sensitive about the color, but it feels warm to the touch) I also have a not fun headache, and I forgot my snacks and food stuff at home.

I’m just going to take a half day, and get myself some lunch, and tuck myself in. I went to bed early last night, but perhaps more sleep would help this, whatever it is. Screw the fact I’m using the last 4 hours of my ETO.

Plus I’m all ready for my meeting tomorrow morning, so things should be fine.

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