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(One day, I'll look up the code for colours for these b'day wishes)

Our company doctor took one look at my ankle and decided it needed more care and attention -- so now I'm going to have the company physiotherapist try and work his healing powers, at the office, in the boss's time, and paid for by the company -- nice work, don't you think?

Not much else to report, other than that I've been wrestling with an idea for another drabble/ficlet. Current word count: stuck at 37. 39, if I count 'The End'...Aaaarrrgggh!!! Why can't I do this? My friends all make it look so easy...



Dec. 28th, 2004 11:59 pm (UTC)
Good! Lots of free, in work-time care for the poorly ankle! Should see you fit for the next time you hurl yourself at a certain guitar-playing singer. ;)

If I can help with the drabble...
Dec. 29th, 2004 08:43 am (UTC)
If I can help with the drabble...

Thanks, love -- much appreciated. But I think I'll tinker with it some more on my own this morning...Of course, I had to be getting ready for bed and brushing my teeth when the opening scene suddenly revealed itself to me, and I wrote it down on a tissue. Now I just have to link the beginning and the end somehow, and leave it alone for a bit.
Dec. 29th, 2004 10:12 am (UTC)
When the muse strikes, she has no sense of time or place.

Very much look forward to reading it!
Dec. 29th, 2004 10:23 am (UTC)
Watch for your inbox, then!