Displeasure of the Displeasures

I got a rejection from Fantasy Magazine this morning, which isn't much of a surprise. The note was curt to say the least: "Thanks for sending us your story, but we're going to pass."

"We're going to pass?" I don't know whether to be refreshed or offended by its honesty.

Well ... anyway, aside from that depressing piece of Tuesday morning news, the outlook is mostly fine. I've marked up 105 pages of Loaded and my computer should be out of hospital by the time it's done.