Hi all, I'm back from Chicago (which I will never call Chi-town, because quite frankly, I don't understand that). I had a good time. I got to see The Other One and even Captain Film Major. (He, by the way, introduced me to a restaurant called Epic Burger. While I'm not much for burgers, that's not a bad burger, and they serve some mean fries. So, yes, my whole eating healthy thing got pretty well shot to hell.)
While in Chicago, I also got some good reading in -- I highly recommend I'd Tell You I Love You But Then I'd Have To Kill You by Ally Carter -- and some serious progress on Cordamant's Heir. I'm still in the first act, but things are coming along nicely. (So far, analeptic kisses: 1, analeptic tales of battle: about 3, murders:0 -- for now.)
Sadly, I didn't bring y'all souvenir's from Chicago. Not because I don't love you, I promise.
But, I have realized, since I went away, that it is probably time to adjust my blogging schedule. It's sunny out now, and I'm writing a first draft again, both of which are things that make me disinclined to blog. So, I'll be stick around the blogosphere and reading all your lovely posts, but I'll be posting fewer of my own ramblings. Probably 3, maybe 4, a week, on whichever days I see fit. (Yes, I still refused to be tied to specific days on that, since I'm a rebel like that.)
I hope y'all had a great weekend. How are you all doing this fine day?