Drunk on coffee

Yes, you heard right. I'm drunk on coffee. This is what happens when someone who does not usually imbibe caffeine* has a very strong cup of java near her usual bedtime. I don't drink soda regularly, and while I sometimes drink tea, it's not a common thing during summer.

Jitter.

Reagan's been threatening me with my own scanner. While it would make some things easier, it makes me sad that these surprises of not knowing what I'm posting till I'm in the process of writing the post will go away.




For those of you who do not know, that's a rough doodle of Reagan at the bottom. I wasn't really concentrating on drawing while sketching that.

I like that I have 3 words to describe what I do.

Speaking of words, today marked an occasion in quotes and post-its. The wall to my right is full of notes with personal ideas, the wall behind me is dedicated to closet, doors, closet doors, and post-its with quotes. I find them inspirational for developing characters around the thoughts. Usually the quotes come from "Quote of the Day", but mere hours ago I pulled one from a John Ciardi "On Words" 'podcast'. They're archived from before I could talk and reformatted into podcasts for the modern audience.

The podcast is on etymology, tracing back words to their roots and what the phrases they come from used to mean. In this particular episode he had a tangent about what "the lion's share" originally meant. At the end Mr. Ciardi said, "Do not be so right that you will be misunderstood" He followed that with a comment about language and lingusitic conventions that I didn't quite understand the full mapping of, but I think I got the gist of it.

John Ciardi got a post-it for that.

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*what kind of phonetic (or any other) rules does the spelling of caffeine follow!?