Apr. 26th, 2005
New Mary Russell!
Apr. 26th, 2005 07:38 amThe newest Mary Russell title from Laurie King, Locked Rooms is shipping at the end of June!
*does happy dance*
*the books in my TBR pile give a sigh, knowing that they'll be shoved down a layer when it arrives, as a Mary Russell book doesn't even get put in the pile, but goes straight to the "currently reading" docket.*
*does happy dance*
*the books in my TBR pile give a sigh, knowing that they'll be shoved down a layer when it arrives, as a Mary Russell book doesn't even get put in the pile, but goes straight to the "currently reading" docket.*
the muse has an ally...
Apr. 26th, 2005 10:39 amSo, she walks into the flat last night, and
paleologia's first words were 'did you see wht I got you? It's in the bathroom, with a ribbon."
Oookay.... (let's face it, that's a scary sentence she just uttered.)
*giggle*
It's a small, waterproof eraser board, for use when hot water summons the muse.
Now to find some water-resistent yet eraseable markers...
Oookay.... (let's face it, that's a scary sentence she just uttered.)
*giggle*
It's a small, waterproof eraser board, for use when hot water summons the muse.
Now to find some water-resistent yet eraseable markers...
feline snapshot
Apr. 26th, 2005 10:50 pmSo I hear
paleologa start to laugh. "Thy're all in your room! All of them!"
Sure enough, all four felines (Bou, Boomerang, Pandora and Old Man Ozzy) were gathered in my room, sitting on the blanket, in poses that brought to mind every painting I've ever seen of world leaders sitting around a treaty table... or mob bosses shmoozing over ziti.
We are officially Nervous, we humans are. :-0
(so long as we keep the litter boxes clean and the food on time, I suspect we'll be allowed our freedom. But if these posts are replaced by commentary about tuna and the injustices of remote controls not designed for claws, don't even bother sending the rescue party.)
Sure enough, all four felines (Bou, Boomerang, Pandora and Old Man Ozzy) were gathered in my room, sitting on the blanket, in poses that brought to mind every painting I've ever seen of world leaders sitting around a treaty table... or mob bosses shmoozing over ziti.
We are officially Nervous, we humans are. :-0
(so long as we keep the litter boxes clean and the food on time, I suspect we'll be allowed our freedom. But if these posts are replaced by commentary about tuna and the injustices of remote controls not designed for claws, don't even bother sending the rescue party.)