Marissa Lingen (mrissa) wrote,
Marissa Lingen

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Roo has learned to raise a single eyebrow at people when making one of his many skeptical little Roo faces.


I laughed so hard I almost whacked my head on the table.

The flower show was pretty meh, but we had a good time anyway. I'd heard that they were going out of their way in the last two years to make them child-friendly, and I think they mainly succeeded in making them vaguely mediocre for everybody. I'll still miss them if they disappear, though.

I'm heading up to the con in the midafternoon.

I really, really hate my book.

I'm frustrated with Peter O'Donnell for making the last novel in the series my least favorite so far. I suppose this might count as letting me down easy, and there are still the short stories. Somehow the heart does not leap.

I have to keep reminding myself that I have plenty of time -- and that, in fact, I have no agreed-upon time to meet anybody at all before pameladean's reading (bars!), so if I take a little longer to get there, no one will even notice. And I have stuff to do before I head up. Still. Con. Y'know. Bounce.

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