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Last night was the first "Invisible Ink" class at Hugo House, & it's going to be amazing. It's all about story--about structure, about finding the satisfaction within structure, which is what I sorely lack. We wrote improv stories using the seven steps (which work, all the time--it's kind of creepy & yet very cool), & I felt inspired & writerly.
I did write some today--muttering around on various files. I still don't feel well, & I came home from class after I finished my test (which means I was there a whole total of half an hour), but at least I ate something. I still feel tired but I couldn't fall asleep. The parents are being frustrating about tonight. Ah well...

I need to eat lunch. I need to wake up. Also I need to do something useful today, before flipping out like the geeky piratical fangirl I am. Squeeee! Jack Sparrow!