Erm. Well. My weird psychicness about amusement parks and rides apparently worked again. I had told Ken yesterday that I didn’t think we should go to Disneyland given all the stuff we had to do. Apparently, day before yesterday, a ride there broke and someone _died_. You’re not supposed to die at Disneyland! It’s the happiest f’ing place on earth! Very upsetting.

We didn’t do anything last night. Went to bed early. Guess it’d been a long day. Good thing we did go to bed early, because I had a terrible night. Got up multiple times to use the potty or take heartburn meds, knocked my glasses on the floor, whacked my elbow against the nightstand while picking up said glasses… I was almost relieved to finally get up.

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Well, we bought a new VCR today. A trés spiffy multi-region (worldwide, in fact) that will also convert tapes from PAL to NTSC. See, I needed to have a tape converted for the Collegium class on the Llangorse Textile that I’m helping with. I found a nearby place that did conversions. Noting that their Yellow Pages ad said they sold multi-region machines, we decided to toddle off there together today.

We’ve got enough British tapes that this really is worthwhile. A wee bit more than we ought to be spending right now, but our regular VCR is getting old (it would have lasted several more years, sure), and we’d pay even more getting our PAL tapes converted (plus they won’t convert copyrighted stuff). So! Now we can watch Eddie Izzard, and The Young Person’s Guide to Becoming a Rock Star (mmmm, Simone Lahbib), and Deadly Advice, and Local Hero (which I seem to need to watch about every six months), and…!

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So, instead of putting together the pamphlets he needs for Portland, Ken’s setting stuff up in the living room. I should be working on the Combat Booklet, but I’m reading journals and writing in my own. It wants to be a lazy day, but I really do have to get some work done. How unfair.

Well, bugger. “Lily La Rouge” has already been rejected. It’ll be a tough one to place; a lot of markets don’t like spec fic elements, and Lily’s definitely a ghost. But something may come along.

I did the bulk of the design of the Combat Booklet. I need to slap some clip art in, create a booklet, stick the map in, and then it’s ready for Maren to proofread tomorrow night.

Did a little copy editing after dinner. I’m not quite as far along as I’d like to be, but nothing I can’t handle reasonably. I’m caught up on e-mail.

We had salad and fresh pasta (chicken and garlic ravioli) for supper, and watched an Eddie Izzard tape, just because we can. Hee.

Mmmmm, I can smell the ocean tonight. I love that. Wish I could hear it, too.