This is the second Friday in a row that I had to miss my writing group because of weather. WTF? Its like winter decided to be as much of an asshole as possible. It can go away anytime now. So instead of going off to do writing somewhere else, I painted, and then painted, and then actually worked on the second edit of a story. However, because it was so sucky outside I decided to curtail an outing. Usually that makes me feel like poop. And surprise, surprise...I feel like poop.
On the upside it is suppose to be nice tomorrow, the calm before the storm, so I'll take Hellhound 1 and Hellhound 2 out for a jaunt before the really ugly stuff rolls in.
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