That's it. I'm going to bed.
Things that suck:
* Work. Not the people, they're always divine, but today I was up to my eyebrows in paper and the most stressed I've been in ages. Thank GOD tomorrow is Friday, seriously.
*My inability to be several places at once next Thursday. My life would be SO much easier if I could accomplish that. Next Friday, too.
*I haven't had the ability to churn out anything for Write Club this week, mostly due to lack of sleep. And the irony of it all is that this week I wanted to take some time to rest and write. Ha. I shouldn't complain, though, because I have a chapter or two more outlined, I just have to get the spark to connect them all, and will meet my page minimum easily, possibly even the maximum. I just need more time. Why isn't there more time?
*I've been wondering where all my time goes lately (and money, but that's another rant for another time). I feel like I have no time to be quiet, to just BE. I love my socialization schedule, but sometimes I think I need to stop the world every so often.
* There's melancholia that's been going around. It's worse than the bird flu. Symptoms include self-doubt, panic, insecurities run amok, and general despair. I've been fighting with it, and from what I can tell, so have more than a few around me. *sigh* We all need hugs, naps, and tea, methinks. I wonder if its the shift in seasons that throws us all out of balance, zapping our creativity and confidence. (Or at the very least, mine).
* How late it is and how little I've gotten accomplished this evening.
*Friday's horoscope for pisces: Look at what's directly in front of you. Deal with the situation as it actually is. You keep thinking about how things ought to be, how you wish they were, how they might have turned out or how they could yet change. That's all very interesting but it's not very useful. The secret of success, this weekend, involves recognising the reality. You can't do that unless you are also willing to find some way to feel good about it. Once you have learned to love it, though, you will somehow understand how you can change it.
Say it with me now: FUCK YOU, CAINER!!
* Work. Not the people, they're always divine, but today I was up to my eyebrows in paper and the most stressed I've been in ages. Thank GOD tomorrow is Friday, seriously.
*My inability to be several places at once next Thursday. My life would be SO much easier if I could accomplish that. Next Friday, too.
*I haven't had the ability to churn out anything for Write Club this week, mostly due to lack of sleep. And the irony of it all is that this week I wanted to take some time to rest and write. Ha. I shouldn't complain, though, because I have a chapter or two more outlined, I just have to get the spark to connect them all, and will meet my page minimum easily, possibly even the maximum. I just need more time. Why isn't there more time?
*I've been wondering where all my time goes lately (and money, but that's another rant for another time). I feel like I have no time to be quiet, to just BE. I love my socialization schedule, but sometimes I think I need to stop the world every so often.
* There's melancholia that's been going around. It's worse than the bird flu. Symptoms include self-doubt, panic, insecurities run amok, and general despair. I've been fighting with it, and from what I can tell, so have more than a few around me. *sigh* We all need hugs, naps, and tea, methinks. I wonder if its the shift in seasons that throws us all out of balance, zapping our creativity and confidence. (Or at the very least, mine).
* How late it is and how little I've gotten accomplished this evening.
*Friday's horoscope for pisces: Look at what's directly in front of you. Deal with the situation as it actually is. You keep thinking about how things ought to be, how you wish they were, how they might have turned out or how they could yet change. That's all very interesting but it's not very useful. The secret of success, this weekend, involves recognising the reality. You can't do that unless you are also willing to find some way to feel good about it. Once you have learned to love it, though, you will somehow understand how you can change it.
Say it with me now: FUCK YOU, CAINER!!