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  <title>Rose-Owls and Pumpkin Girls</title>
  <subtitle>The Journal of Seanan McGuire</subtitle>
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    <name>Seanan McGuire</name>
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  <updated>2008-10-11T04:28:03Z</updated>
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    <title>seanan_mcguire @ 2008-10-10T21:21:00</title>
    <published>2008-10-11T04:28:03Z</published>
    <updated>2008-10-11T04:28:03Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Seanan McGuire, 'Earthquake Weather.'</lj:music>
    <content type="html">So tomorrow is Saturday.  And more, tomorrow is a Saturday where I have no social plans at all (not only a rare occasion, practically an unheard of one).  So...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...my mother is coming over to help me get some pictures on the walls (I have a bad back and I'm not allowed to work the hammer), drive me to look at a cat tree, and keep my stepdad from chopping his own leg off with a machete while he's working in my backyard.  (We're a very close family.  We're also the sort of family that believes flea marketing and gardening with a machete is a great way to spend a weekend.  I love my family.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...I'm finally going to get my new scanner installed and, hopefully, functional.  I managed to clear a space for it in the cupboard right next to my workspace, which means I will no longer need to balance my laptop on my hip while trying to scan standing up.  That's sort of scary.  It also means I need to get back into the habit of inking while I watch television (I've been slipping lately, largely because it's not like I can &lt;i&gt;scan&lt;/i&gt; anything).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...I'm planning to hit &lt;i&gt;Late Eclipses of the Sun&lt;/i&gt; with an even bigger hammer, in the hopes that I can actually get some of the lumps out of the damned thing.  It just did that thing where I realize that chapter sixteen is actually chapter twelve, and all the events I thought I had nailed down suddenly shift around.  This has never failed to result in a better book.  It's still a headache while it's happening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...the Science-Fiction Channel is doing an all-day marathon of bad horror.  Guess what &lt;i&gt;my&lt;/i&gt; sanity check is going to be?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a fabulous weekend, all.  I'm going to get some sleep before the hectic starts.</content>
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