There is no greater motivator than definable progress. Yesterday I went to the gym and lifted weights for about an hour, and then this morning I went to the free gym and did stairmaster and stationary bike for a while. I want to lose ten more pounds by the time I leave for Clarion. I'm now about at the weight I was at for last year's Worldcon. Of course, my ultimate goal is to get down to my pre-marriage weight.

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I went walking with my roommate the other day and made a comment about how good the honeysuckle smelled. She asked me, What's honeysuckle? I just stared at her. I mean, what kind of warped childhood did she have where she didn't know what honeysuckle was? So, I proceeded to pull a flower from the vine, and demonstrate to her how to pinch the end off of the flower (not all the way through though!), pull the center part through so that the little drop of nectar gathers on the end of the flower, and then suck the nectar out. She just looked at me as if I were completely nutso to go around sucking on flowers. Well, I'm sorry, but any proper southern child knows all about honeysuckle.

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I finally got the roll of film that's been in my camera for the past year developed.
This is me with Hank Reinhardt, one of my bestest buddies on this planet, and the man behind Museum Replicas, Ltd. There is always some sort of edged weapon within his reach, if not already in his hand. Very cool person to know.