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According to http://www.emmadavies.net/vampire/default.asp, my vampire name is Guinevere Spenser; I was known in some parts of the world as Aphrodite of Blood; and the Great Archives Record list me as thirsty, unstoppable and vicious. Oh, I do like this. Now I want to write a story with a vampire character named Guinevere Spenser. I have no plot, but a very cool character name!

It’s been an odd day. On one hand, I did get a decent amount of stuff done. On the other, I feel like I’ve gotten nothing done. I certainly haven’t written. I did run a bunch of errands, but discovered that the hard chairs at B&N hurt in my current condition, so that set the tone for the rest of the errands. I didn’t even use my gift certificate there (although I know what I want to buy—I just found myself wanting to wait until I could dig the first book out of the garage before I bought the second and it sat on my To Read shelf and taunted me). I got supplies in Staples, makeup at Rite Aid, and got stuff mailed. I’ve whomped through a lot of e-mail, dealt with some Sage stuff, and generally continued with keeping the study under organisational control. I did two loads of laundry. I watched “Charmed” and did cross stitch. I made shrimp and vegetable curry for dinner (a jarred sauce from Trader Joe’s, but I added yellow squash, onion, green pepper, and carrots, and made jasmine rice to go with it), and Ken and I watched “Buffy” (a disturbing episode, with a certain number of inconsistencies that irk me. Perhaps I’m getting my “Buffy” mythos wrong, but I thought vampires were dead and therefore had no heartbeat. So wouldn’t that mean they don’t bleed?). It was good to spend the evening together. He went to bed early-ish, and I’ve been working in here. I’m getting tired, though.

I was looking through my journal today, trying to figure out what I did SCA-wise from July through September for my protégé report for Albra, and I noticed all these yummy meals that I’d made. Why haven’t I made them since? The fact that Ken’s been gone quite a bit is part of the problem. Huh. I should have a list of quick, easy recipes that we like. I do, but it’s in my brain, and we all know that if I had a Native American name, it would be Brain Like Sieve.