Friday

Okay, now three writing projects I want to work on, and I misplaced the book with the monologue in it.  I think it's in the house; I really need to get through this purging thing, everything is in more disarray than it was before, mid-process.  The tendon thing is unpleasant, but I think better when I write long-hand.

Did someone say today would be chaotic?  Today is chaotic.