Another one bites the dust.

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So, my winning streak was ended at one; I got the polite rejection (with critical feedback) for one of my stories overnight. I'll say this - by working in the online flash fiction market, you don't languish in some slushpile for months at a time. :-)

In arguably more-and-less-real news than the fate of some stylish lies, a bunch of us finally got together and kicked some virtual butt for a couple hours last night.

Off to the massage therapist for me this afternoon; hopefully, that will put paid to a lot of the knots essentially holding my skeleton together, and help stave off the sinus infection that felled K earlier this week.

Long weekend will be spent doing very little. I hope.

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Yay massages!

I should get one- my wrapping arm is killing me and my circulation's shot to shit.

[etcet.livejournal.com]

My previous session seemed to mortify the therapist. It's interesting to be on the receiving end when they say things like, "I have to use my elbow, because that knot is bigger than my hand."

O.o