Things, Thursday
Mainly posting to check out the new update interface. It's weird, but I imagine I'll get used to it just in time for them to change it again. I gotta say, today being Thursday with both no new Supernatural and no likethesun2 stinks. Sigh. It would have been my turn to host, and I would have served her onion jelly on crackers.
As usual, just as I was starting to talk myself into staying home from work today (no good reason other than that I didn't want to go), the construction team across the street started up with the giant, building-rattling, skull-cracking poundy pile-driver thing. (Is it called a pile driver? It's a giant crane with a steam hammer that pounds huge metal pipes into the ground at a rate of about one earth-shaking hit a second). Anyway, that thing, whatever it's called? It's the best way to get me motivated to go to work. Or, like, ANYWHERE else in the world.
I spent most of yesterday and all of today compiling and writing/editing a glossary I thought I was due about three weeks ago. Turns out my author thinks we decided not to put it in the book, only on the website. And what I really should have been doing was working on the front matter, which I'm in denial about and therefore avoiding. GREAT plan, Cynthia. It's working really well for you. I swear, I used to be good at my job. This is no longer the case.
I finished a new SPN story tonight. I hadn't been expecting to write it, but it kind of popped out of me, approximately half formed, last Friday evening. Babysitting Saturday got most of the rest of it out, and I've been poking at it since then. Out to beta now, should be posted early next week.
I just went to put something in my Favorites and noticed a folder that I created sometime in the last week, but which I have no memory of making. It's called "Sports Night Oh My Fuck!" and contains a single entry of SN recs. I will be adding to it.
I do believe I am officially done with my Christmas shopping. Still need to wrap a few things for my mom before she gets here Wednesday. And go grocery shopping sometime because I seem to have invited Debbie and Mike and Jenn to my place for birthday dinner Thursday. Huh. My apartment is not in any kind of shape for a birthday party. Oh well. I'll think about that some other day.
As usual, just as I was starting to talk myself into staying home from work today (no good reason other than that I didn't want to go), the construction team across the street started up with the giant, building-rattling, skull-cracking poundy pile-driver thing. (Is it called a pile driver? It's a giant crane with a steam hammer that pounds huge metal pipes into the ground at a rate of about one earth-shaking hit a second). Anyway, that thing, whatever it's called? It's the best way to get me motivated to go to work. Or, like, ANYWHERE else in the world.
I spent most of yesterday and all of today compiling and writing/editing a glossary I thought I was due about three weeks ago. Turns out my author thinks we decided not to put it in the book, only on the website. And what I really should have been doing was working on the front matter, which I'm in denial about and therefore avoiding. GREAT plan, Cynthia. It's working really well for you. I swear, I used to be good at my job. This is no longer the case.
I finished a new SPN story tonight. I hadn't been expecting to write it, but it kind of popped out of me, approximately half formed, last Friday evening. Babysitting Saturday got most of the rest of it out, and I've been poking at it since then. Out to beta now, should be posted early next week.
I just went to put something in my Favorites and noticed a folder that I created sometime in the last week, but which I have no memory of making. It's called "Sports Night Oh My Fuck!" and contains a single entry of SN recs. I will be adding to it.
I do believe I am officially done with my Christmas shopping. Still need to wrap a few things for my mom before she gets here Wednesday. And go grocery shopping sometime because I seem to have invited Debbie and Mike and Jenn to my place for birthday dinner Thursday. Huh. My apartment is not in any kind of shape for a birthday party. Oh well. I'll think about that some other day.