Where Personal and Professional Life Collide...

My life in 8 words: Organized chaos, by preference. Exhausting, but never boring

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state of the meerkat, Saturday edition
surrender the manuscript
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Random playlist generator has decided that this is the hour-of-gutting-LAG. Thanks, RPG. Currently up: "Don't Talk to Her At Night."

Burn the blanket
Shoot the light
But don't talk to her at night


And oh, followed up with "Desperado Under the Eaves." We're going to be like that, are we? All right, some Huey Lewis an the News as a chaser, that's better.

I have made it to the halfway point in SOUL OF FIRE revisions, moving slow but steady, and cursing a lot when we have another timeline tangle. Some book I will learn not to run concurrent threads with different characters in different locations impacting each others' discoveries. This, once again, is not that book.

I think I'll make deadline without death (mine or anyone else's*), but no promises.


Meanwhile, it's pizza and RTEs until further notice. Bartender, the glass appears empty. Refuel, svp!




*except them as already dead in the manuscript

Ready To Eat. Military field rations, but now also anything that doesn't require prep or cooking to qualify as a meal.

Ahhh, ok. I'm used to those being called MREs (meals ready to eat); I should have drawn the parallel to RTD protein shakes (ie, ready to drink, as opposed to powders that need to be stirred into milk or water)

(says the guy whose dinner was half a pouch of artificial fake crabmeat and a store-made sub because of a wicked sushi craving)

Useless bits: I always think of MREs as the pull-tab self-heating things, while RTEs have a wider definition (anything that doen't require prep and can be eaten on the go). I suspect it may depend on who you learned the term from, and what branch/period of service.... some refused to use the word "meals" in conjunction with the things they were eating. *g*

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