Ain’t I rough enough? Ain’t I tough enough? Ain’t I rich enough, in love enough?

The bookkeeping is almost done. The little bit that’s left will have to wait until after the con.

The back-brain helpfully supplied me with the rest of the scene I was working on yesterday for George — the “rest” being the stuff that goes in between the sentences. I have made notes. The Leewit will of course be traveling with me, and I hope to have some few minutes to work, in between It All.

I will be freezing the discussion of copyright violation because I won’t be around to unscreen anonymous posts.

And now? I have to pack.

What’re y’all doing that’s fun?

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