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Another year, another NaNo no-no. =\ One of these days, I have this fantasy
that I'll sit down and actually get the stories rattling inside my brain out
onto paper.
Won't be this year, though. In a move that has surprised me approximately
0%, we picked up a hefty requirements spec to design and run tests on by the
beginning of December. They just rewrote it last week, and it's already out
of date. It's fun.
This is, of course, not complaining. I fear energy prices for the winter
for a house I've yet to winter through. I'm told that my local utility
company might be willing to come tell me how to winterize my house. I
should call them -- or go my own way and pick up one of those laser
temperature guns. >.> I like gadgets.
I know I need to get Winter shades for the habitable rooms, and plastic over
my windows. I'll probably poke at it next weekend. This weekend, I've a
boy to cook dinner for.
<.< I have a serious Love/Hate struggle for the Puppy phase of a new
relationship. I love the giddy, the grinny, the happy anticipation, the
welcome distraction to life's annoyances. I love being wanted. I love
wanting somebody.
I hate the clingy, the needy, the dependent, the persistent distraction
through the unpleasant-but-necessaary tasks of the day. I hate feeling out
of control.
It's a good phase. It's nicer when it's a giddy memory often revisited.
that I'll sit down and actually get the stories rattling inside my brain out
onto paper.
Won't be this year, though. In a move that has surprised me approximately
0%, we picked up a hefty requirements spec to design and run tests on by the
beginning of December. They just rewrote it last week, and it's already out
of date. It's fun.
This is, of course, not complaining. I fear energy prices for the winter
for a house I've yet to winter through. I'm told that my local utility
company might be willing to come tell me how to winterize my house. I
should call them -- or go my own way and pick up one of those laser
temperature guns. >.> I like gadgets.
I know I need to get Winter shades for the habitable rooms, and plastic over
my windows. I'll probably poke at it next weekend. This weekend, I've a
boy to cook dinner for.
<.< I have a serious Love/Hate struggle for the Puppy phase of a new
relationship. I love the giddy, the grinny, the happy anticipation, the
welcome distraction to life's annoyances. I love being wanted. I love
wanting somebody.
I hate the clingy, the needy, the dependent, the persistent distraction
through the unpleasant-but-necessaary tasks of the day. I hate feeling out
of control.
It's a good phase. It's nicer when it's a giddy memory often revisited.