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What's up?

In the passed couple of days I've:

- edited chapter 2 of The Page & The Magician and sent the entire novel for review by a writing group friend.
- attended the monthly Ottawa Independent Writers meeting where a couple of people read some of their work.
- went to the Ottawa Geek Market, where a friend taught me how to play Carcassonne. Beginner's luck resulted in me taking the win. I dressed up as a Steampunk girl Ranma 1/2.
- tried a new pho place called Thi Fusion. It was tasty and cheap ($9 for a decent sized bowl). The decor is also pretty nice.
- played guitar. I played with CD tracks today from my one book and that was a lot of fun. Maybe someday I'll be able to play along with music from the bands I love.
- worked on learning French though I'm not sure how much is sinking in.
- continued work on my roller derby short story.
- read more of The Demonologist by Andrew Pyper. I'm loving the story.
- went to martial arts class, which left my arms feeling like rubbery jello. I also had to have a nap after it.
- bought more advanced guitar books. I'm hopeful the level 2 class runs in April on the Saturday.

My arms still feel like rubbery jello and typing is getting difficult.

I think popcorn and some TV or a movie is in order.

Ciao,
R~

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