Happy birthday to
Medical
Decent sleep last night; hopefully I can start pulling out of the weariness cycle. I have too much to do.
Work
I go back to my regular office today, and anticipate at least one full day - probably two - of just going through volunteer training stuff from last week and closing it all out.
And then? Doing the first draft schedule for the August training, and an e-mail blitz to everyone who's registered interest in volunteering this year.
The road goes on forever, my dears.
I am quite thrilled with how well this training went, though. My first class! Professional success FTW!
Shayara
Looking back through Jessa's story, I'm amazed at how much I totally know happens, that is ridiculously clear in my head, that I seem to have just not written down yet. So last night? An offer she had to refuse.
The Third Vegas Story
After "The Angel of Fremont Street" and "Fortune". I kept trying to write it, thinking I knew what it was. Turns out it's about something completely different. Most vexing, I don't know how it ends yet. But I certainly know how it begins.
Link Soup
* A great takedown of Megan Lindholm's fail.
* Hey, you can buy prints by
* Ankh-Morpork subway map.
* New DJ Earworm.
Daily Science
Comets are usually thought of as icy, dusty emissaries from the deepest reaches of the solar system. But according to a new simulation, many of them could have originated somewhere even more exotic—in budding planetary systems around other stars.
Plans
Work, peer supe tonight - and I'm still not certain if I'm coming home between. We'll see.