Singular Scene

I am a long way behind on my word target for Nano. I suspect this is due to a long list of procrastination tools I have at my disposal. I list them here for no good reason.

1. Downloading 30 tracks on the deluxe version of the latest album by Jamie Cullum from the Itunes store [now available in Australia, and about bloody time]. Actually, there’s no good reason why I couldn’t write the novel and be downloading the trax at the same time but I have to move the computer to the bedroom for the optimum writing environment so can’t disconnect the computer (no, I’m still not wireless) from the adsl modem until the download is done.

2. Watching Brainiac. I’m in front of the telly, Brainiac is on.

3. Working – 2 web projects, update to my own site, quote for another job and this is just for the business… not counting real job work.

4. Social whirlwind. Bigger than Big Thing Training Session tomorrow night, Hanging with Coldie Thursday, Exhibition Opening for the Guy on Friday, Hen and Chicken night for Brad on Saturday… Church on Sunday.

However, I think if I work on the book all day all weekend… might get back in business…

But in reality?

It looks like I’m doomed.

Alas poor Otto, I knew him well?
1 fish, 2 fish, now there’s no fish?
Fishy in the water fishy in the sea, you karked it, I flushed you, and now it’s time for tea?

I had long suspected that the fish would go before I did, half expecting that one day I’d walk past the tank and see him floating… which he was, this morning… on his side…(Not natural). At least he was dead; I’m not sure I could have euthansed him. Is the best part of 4 years is a good innings for a fish? I have no idea.

There you have it. Otto is no more.

Ooh I’ve got it…

So Long Otto, and Thanks For Being a Fish.

In case the world and all who live in it hadn’t already surmised I was having a less than ‘wondrous’ week I have a cold sore on my lip to announce the fact to those who aren’t on the www reading my blog.

[insert expletive of choice]