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* The trip from Woods Hole to Connecticut was generally uneventful, give or take a half hour delay caused by immobile traffic; which, in turn, may have been caused by construction, but I'm not sure. I read the whole way, The Shadow of the Lion by Mercedes Lackey and various other people. It's set in a fantasy-world Venice. Some of the characters spend a great deal of time on rooftops, where there are a notable lack of pigeons. Also, everytime characters go anywhere, the destinations are several miles apart. They must go out of their way to find places no where near each other.

* It turns out that the hotel had unlimited free local calling, despite signs in the rooms. If I had known, I might not have curtailed my comments and online work as much as I did. On the other hand, my days were full and busy enough as was without trying to fit even more into them.

* I can't find a phone jack in the room I'm staying in now. I know there must be one somewhere. Mustn't there? So I'm using my grandmother's computer instead, which isn't near so convenient for me: especially since it means I actually have to see the spam I receive for once.

* Is the writing workshop over already?