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I took a nap because I felt woozy. While napping, I dreamed about being woozy and falling asleep. Now I have nap-induced grogginess. I find this lacking in win.

Return of the death picnic march!

I had the unpleasant realization today that there are only three months left in 2007. And the last thing my guilt gorilla needs is for me to not meet my short story goal two years in a row. So, back to the death march.

"The Tenderness of Jackals"
Words today: 884
Words total: 2150
Reason for stopping: Completely out of dialogue. My dialoguer is used up.
Sustenance: chana masala and beer
Exercise: framing a trellis and digging holes
Mammalian assistance: the boy is playing Shivering Isles
Tyop: a dozen, but none of them interesting
Darling: There are always alleys for this kind of thing, after all, whether it's prostitution or murder.
Mean things: infodumping, creepiness, too much research--oh, you mean mean things I do to them...