The List...that oh-so-amazing List of Potential Readers continues to expand. Four!

I'm a touch dubious about the last two...they're personal friends who no doubt feel obligated to read anything I write*, but it's still nice to see them willing to stand up semi-publicly and take the pledge.

(*Or, you know, not. I love them dearly but they know I haven't read anything for years, so no doubt they've written stuff I haven't read and didn't feel "obligated" to read. Possibly the reverse could be true. Possibly my constant nattering about the SEN gives the impression I'm desperate for readers. I'm not. I'm desperate for a minor but telling plot development on Day 5.)

I'm just saying. No obligation, just because you know me. You couldn'tpay me to read my stuff so it would be silly to say I expect anyone else to.

Since we last met, I've written 3,000 words on the subject of me (long story, short entry) but not much on the story.

It could always happen today...Buehler will be out of the office almost continuously for the next four weeks...but I have actual intentions of working. I can't abide the kind of person who works only because someone is monitoring them. I actually tend to do more work when I'm unsupervised.

For instance, Buehler has been in the office all week this week (until today) and I just checked my voice-mail and realized I haven't checked it since last Friday. I had ten voicemail messages, five of them being increasingly frantic calls from one client.

Or, maybe the phone system ate the messages for three days. That's my excuse to the client, anyhow. (It could happen.)

Anyhow, realizing I had all of this work stacked up, I decided the wise thing to do was to walk over for coffee.

They're renovating the building elevators. New carpet today. It's covered with shrink-wrap of some kind. Not bubble wrap, but sticky so that it clings to the carpet. On the way back up to the office just now, I danced on it to make the trapped air bubbles pop.

If there are cameras in the elevator, I'll probably be locked up by the end of the day.

Also...Buehler is here. Seems I made a mistake about his "leaving" date. So...work.