1/30/2003

Against Gravity word count: 4,670

Still no idea of where the writer's circle is going to go, besides plenty of emails banging about the place. And for some reason my emails to my agent are coming through in complete gobbledygook. No idea why. Do you realise this means I'll have to send A REAL LETTER? It's the end of the world, I tell you!

All this full-time work is cutting into my writing. Bah. To my shockMandy is actually out tonight- actually, I"m quite pleased. I get some time to myself, she gets out for a bit. In an act of stunning fiscal generosity - and if you know me, you'll know it is - I gave her a tenner to buy some drinks. Clearly I'm a saint.
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