Having worked, done errands, eventually had dinner, and read some (but sadly not all) of my flist I'm starting to feel focused again, and relaxed enough to think I could possibly do some real writing.
Just in time to head to bed.
Over here: http://haikujaguar.livejournal.com/812871.html there's a discussion of alternate ways to compensate artists and writers for their effort and skill. Stop by and share your thoughts!
Or take off your coat and stay a while. Have some chocolate. Tell me what you've been up to. Share your favorite mental aperitif. And bring a friend! Even when I'm tired and frazzled, I'm glad when you visit.