Discombobulated
Without a half-finished book hanging over my head, I feel somewhat lost. At least I have for the past day or so. Higher Learning is off, awaiting a critique from a most excellent pair of eyes, and then it’ll come back for me to perform surgery upon. It’s not quite the same feeling as sending a book off to the Editor Extraordinaire, but it’s similar.
In the meantime, I have things I could do (and in fact, I have actually done some of them) but don’t seem to have a whole lot of energy to do them. (Gestating might have an effect, there, actually. 
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But regardless, clan Starr is road-tripping this weekend, with a par-tay for Yours Truly’s dear brother, and there is some preparation involved in that. But anyway. Here I ramble. Obviously I’m also rather tired and should probably get to bed.
At 9:30 in the evening.
Dear God, I’m such a party animal.
*insert rolling of eyeballs here*