I had high hopes of spending this evening catching up on my LiveJournal comments and friends list, but the ass-tasticness of their servers has dashed that dream. I got a notice from them this afternoon telling me that I have ten days to renew some of my paid account features, too. Right now I'm thinking, nuh-uh. Maybe if they fix whatever their problem is in the next ten days, I'll decide to get on that.

At least now I have no excuse not to work on answering e-mail.

The novel is still chugging. I'm still on chapter 4, which is turning out to be an Incredible Expanding Chapter, and might end up needing to be divided into 4 and 5 if it doesn't decide to end anytime soon. I think I'll finish it tomorrow, but I've been thinking that for about three days now.

By the way, I found this helpfully informative, occasionally snarky list of showbiz terms and definitions while doing some book research the other night. It never ceases to amaze me how you can totally make stuff up and yet still appear to laymen to know what you're talking about if you just get the lingo right. Which is good, because let's face it, nobody's going to let me hang out on a TV show set and see how things are done any time soon. Thank goodness for behind-the-scenes DVD extras and "making of" documentaries, is all I've got to say.

No word yet on the job front, although I am on the temp agency's backup list for another day of pageant contestant processing tomorrow. As much as I could use the money, I kind of hope I don't get called for it (and if I haven't been by now then I probably won't be). I really need a day to set the novel aside and just kick around and relax. And maybe work on some of my fanfic. And possibly go see Dodgeball, despite the painful P.E. memories it will probably dredge up. That girl you see huddled in the fetal position and drooling into her theater chair whilst mumbling incoherently and trying to protectively cover her head after the movie? That'll probably be me.