[16:35] <+M****> K** and K*s and I decided that you were awesome and such.  And that you deserved a knighthood.
[16:35] <+Q****> Well, KD, if Pterry [Terry Pratchett] deserves one for awesome writing…
[16:36] <I**> Ooh, KD’s being knighted?
[16:36] * +KD thinks Pterry is well ahead of her in both writing and prolific-ness.
[16:36] <+KD> *awesome writing
[16:36] <+M****> Are you seriously objecting to your knighthood?  *thwacks*
[16:36] <+KD> ow!
[16:36] * +T*** giggles
[16:37] <+M****> Is there anybody royal in here?  We need to knight this woman before she insults herself more.
[16:37] <P***> The first rule of knighthood: no objection to knighthood.
[16:37] <+Q****> Well, for one, he’s had more time to write than you have, being older, and for another, he hasn’t addicted me the way you have.

You might guess that made my night.  Also the friend finishing one book and yelling for the next.  And in my snip thread:

And you’re brilliant, for–well, for everything, but in particular for being able to make me laugh in the middle of a scene like this, and go back to being so very sorry afterwards, without making me feel mood-whiplashed.

So now I’m Sir KD.  Shiny sword and everything.    Why sir?

[16:42] <+M****> Pffft.  KD can be a sir.  They get more sharp objects than Dames do.

The above is why writers should not be hermits.  Particularly in the middle of tough edits.

Phew!  I spent most of the evening in the Chat Cave with Race, Rain, Nari, Drae, and DL.  If I didn’t type it fast I didn’t get to say it!  That will sure get a…talkative individual…like me going!

Not much of importance was said, though, so I won’t report.  Except to say that the magazine site looks awesome!  And when I pointed out a typo, Race not only thanked me, she encouraged me to look for more.  I’m going to enjoy working with them.

Rain tried to give some freeware for worldbuilding, but it won’t work.  I’ll look tomorrow for a fix.  Way too tired tonight.

Thank God I finally feel like I can type again!  I thought I would lose what was left of my mind!

Left work early with a pounding headache.  Now I have to go in tomorrow.  *pout*

I need more time!  If I want to keep my friends I have to talk to them.  I have to work, I have to sleep, I have to cook and clean and care for the kid…

Argh.