I like the range of reactions in this one.
So we're into the holiday break here at the House of Hansen. To a certain extent, of course. I'm off for two weeks. Lisa's working from home for one week, off the second. And The Boy, well, The Boy is going to be in school almost the whole time. It's by his own request. He had to miss this past Friday due to unwellness, and when we told him he'd have to stay home, it kinda cheezed him off, to be honest. Clearly we are boring.
As for the level of excitement we're getting up to right now, I can say I'm currently on converting RTF files of old Honor Harrington books into a proper ePub format. And no, they ain't bootleg. Came off an official BaenBooks CD.
What? It's my vacation, and I'll spend it as I please.
It's the last days at school before the official vacation. It's extremely quiet here, and I find myself keeping my door closed all the time. It locks automatically, and I feel more comfortable knowing someone can't just walk right on in. Low grade paranoia at work, I suppose.
New Daily Cabal story out: The Yuleist. It is that time of year, after all.
I also got a rejection last week, from a market I don't remember to which I sent a story that I don't recall. I'm thinking selective amnesia is at work here.
Tonight is The Boy's Christmas Concert. I'm not even sure if it's that formally named, but that's how I'll be referring to it. The Boy will be wearing fancy clothes, which he refers to as his "costume." It makes sense. When I have to dress up with a tie and suit, I think of myself as preparing to do a guest spot on "Mad Men". Then I have a drink of iced tea and pretend it's a scotch. At any rate, should be filled with holiday-themed adorableness, and so I think I'll head out. Good nite, all.
Clearly times are tough all over, and it's nice to see that's reflected in comics. Realism, y'know.
One of the things I've discovered that's good about having a birthday when you have a kid is that they also get really excited when you have a birthday. So excited, in fact, that you don't have to be excited about turning thirtyeleven, they'll do it all for you. But then it totally spills over on to you and you find yourself in a good mood just like that. Especially when they insist on you having birthday cake for breakfast. And then they join you, because, c'mon, it's cake. Plus I got cards! and presents! Warm pajamas and cool DVDs! And this:
Yes, it's Fast Lane, the tea with a caffeine level higher than drip coffee and approaching that of a double espresso. My first cup, I wasn't paying attention and left the tea bag in for about fifteen minutes. When I drank it, my neck veins throbbed for about an hour afterwards. Two thumbs up.
And yes, no Panels Out Of Context this week. I'm currently down a scanner (also, I am lazy). Will make it up to you. I promise.
Ah, finals. Which start tomorrow.
Libraryland's been packed with students all day. They're all either studying or writing their papers, and between you and me, I'm not sure it's going very well. All their expressions are one of the following:
f) unconscious - technically not an expression
Tomorrow we'll start offering free coffee. Then we'll be able to add a couple expressions, "Wired" and "Needing to use the bathroom."
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Also, a new Daily Cabal story: "Father Time."