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Oh dudes, September is almost over! What's become of this month? I love October and all, but dang!
I started the month with a successful project, which I have to keep reminding myself because almost as soon as it was done I had to throw myself into finishing my het_bigbang story. Which, augh. I tried really diligently, but by last Tuesday I knew there was no way I could finish and not have it be a train wreck of unquality, so after barfing out all my feelings of inadequacy and WTF in an email of FEELINGS to soixante quinze, I put it away to be finished later under less stroke-inducing conditions. I felt terrible about it right up until the barf email of feelings, then I felt better and knew I did the right thing.
Still, disappointing! I knew when I took the project in early September that it would take away my writing time, but I really hoped I could catch up. Rrrrrrrr.
Now I'm home alone while my sweetie is on a trip for work, so my week so far has been an awkward mixture of doing random chores, eating at strange hours, and pondering what the hell about my career and future plans. Also trying to learn SketchUp, watching The Hour and pecking away at remembering how CSS works so I can redo my web site.
I always think TIME ALONE is going to be this miraculous interval in which I DO ALL THE THINGS. Time will fold back on itself! I will have an infinite supply of energy and will operate at maximum efficiency without pesky interruptions or the need to put my cup in the dishwasher! But the truth is, I think I'm a little more efficient when I'm not alone. I think I might--need other humans! /o\
Tomorrow I'm meeting a friend from school at the Art Institute and we're going to take in some galleries that we happened across just at closing time a couple of weeks ago. So, there's some human contact, yes? YAY. Maybe I'm not a deranged hermit yet.
What are you all doing? TELL ME THINGS, I MISS THE WORLD.
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I started the month with a successful project, which I have to keep reminding myself because almost as soon as it was done I had to throw myself into finishing my het_bigbang story. Which, augh. I tried really diligently, but by last Tuesday I knew there was no way I could finish and not have it be a train wreck of unquality, so after barfing out all my feelings of inadequacy and WTF in an email of FEELINGS to soixante quinze, I put it away to be finished later under less stroke-inducing conditions. I felt terrible about it right up until the barf email of feelings, then I felt better and knew I did the right thing.
Still, disappointing! I knew when I took the project in early September that it would take away my writing time, but I really hoped I could catch up. Rrrrrrrr.
Now I'm home alone while my sweetie is on a trip for work, so my week so far has been an awkward mixture of doing random chores, eating at strange hours, and pondering what the hell about my career and future plans. Also trying to learn SketchUp, watching The Hour and pecking away at remembering how CSS works so I can redo my web site.
I always think TIME ALONE is going to be this miraculous interval in which I DO ALL THE THINGS. Time will fold back on itself! I will have an infinite supply of energy and will operate at maximum efficiency without pesky interruptions or the need to put my cup in the dishwasher! But the truth is, I think I'm a little more efficient when I'm not alone. I think I might--need other humans! /o\
Tomorrow I'm meeting a friend from school at the Art Institute and we're going to take in some galleries that we happened across just at closing time a couple of weeks ago. So, there's some human contact, yes? YAY. Maybe I'm not a deranged hermit yet.
What are you all doing? TELL ME THINGS, I MISS THE WORLD.
This post originated on Dreamwidth, where it has
comments. Comment here or there.