is mistaken.

beer is not better than mead.

I’ll chalk it up to sci-fi/fantasy fiction though, so perhaps he’s just a story teller.

I will fight him, though, if he honestly thinks this.

especially if he thinks this after tasting my homemade mead.

to myself on the sidebar. that way, every time I visit someone’s site from my own, I’ve got those things staring me in the face.

so much to do.

so little time to do it in.

it’ll get there though.

I’ve got faith in me.

someone’s got to.

the story writing is done, I’ve decided. I worked more on it last night, and I realized that the book could very well end on a high note, rather than continue for another 50 pages.

SO I decided that I would stop the story there.

Now the revising starts. I talked to Will today, and he gave me some pointers to keep in mind by revising, but it’s a bit of a load off my back when I’ve only got to revise rather than write.

hopefully by the end of February. Right now it’s 200 pages, double spaced 12 pt font. Probably going to be upwards of 220-250 by the end of the revising.

we’ll see.

I WAS going to stay home all day today, but I think not.

I forgot to mail something out at the school that needs to go out today for a student, so that’s gotta be done.

plus I should really do some grocery shopping.

and then work on the thesis more.