The writing went well tonight, too. Hit my minimum, and now I'm going to bed so I can maybe catch up on my sleep. The dog is asleep on the chair, curled up behind me and the big fluffy cat is on my lap. Kind of nice, but I'm having to sit with a very straight back so as not to disturb any one.

That's it. Kind of boring. Except for my impending sense of doom about the writing. Freaking a bit about deadlines. Urk.

In other news, my website redesign is going along quite well! Can't wait until it's in place.

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