Tuesday, November 04, 2003

No wonder I've got high blood pressure - I feel like trying to have a civilised conversation with The Boyfriend at the moment is like banging the oven door against your skull. In the past two days I have tried to broach the subjects of mortgages and train tickets, and both days he's practically put the phone down on me in a grumpy fettle.

On a more positive note, after yesterday's novel-writing hiatus, I am now running at a grand total of 4816 words. And I'm not done for the day yet either!


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