happy 2008!
I'm sorry for the radio silence and for not yet having finished my Advent bonus stories; I've been sick since I got back from New York, and have had no brain at all, much less any energy to write, or even to think about it very much.
Or any appetite. Aside from the turkey and Swiss I got from the Quizno's down the corner on Sunday night, I've had no real meals since I got home. I've picked at a bowl of cereal a couple of times, and snacked on leftover Christmas cookies once or twice, but that's about it. (Yes, I know certain of you are going to yell at me for this; trust me, I'll eat again as soon as I have my appetite back, and it's not like I can't live off my stored reserves in the meantime.)
I'm slowly getting better, but I'm still congested and cough-ridden. And my eyes are irritated, too, which means I have no eye makeup on, which means that I look even more like death warmed over than I would otherwise. (I can cover up a lot with powder and blush, but the lack of mascara is killing me here.) I think a big part of the problem now, though, is simply that I've gotten dehydrated since this cold came on, so I'm now drinking water constantly. Fingers crossed that I'll improve soon.
And I crave writing. I have a great desire to write. I even have ideas. I just can't seem to...well, look, after I got back it took about three days before I had enough energy to finish changing the bed sheets. Writing is even more troublesome right now.
Today is my first day back at work, though, and I seem to be coping okay, which bodes well for the eventual return of my ability to function. Granted, it's been a very slow day thus far (and will probably be a very slow week), but that's fine. And it gives me time to catch up on all the e-mail that piled up while I was gone.
I also managed to do a little LJ reorganizing this weekend: the sidebar has been updated, so there are now links to all of my CSI:NY episode reviews sorted by season, including S4. The episode review links themselves have been updated, too, so that earlier seasons now link to my tags, rather than to the old memory function.
I've also added a BSI section, which links to both my and scarletts_awry's tags for the 'verse, as well as to the explanation post.
Finally, I'm in the middle of watching S2 of Life on Mars, and I am filled with great and gleeful love. Like my reaction when I started watching Torchwood? Yeah. A lot like that. Mars hits me and my narrative kinks in a totally different way than Torchwood and the Who 'verse do, but hit them it does. (I think it might be much more akin to the way CSI:NY hits those narrative kinks, but I have not yet formulated this theory in any detail.)
But: Life on Mars! Sam Tyler! Love! So much love!
Or any appetite. Aside from the turkey and Swiss I got from the Quizno's down the corner on Sunday night, I've had no real meals since I got home. I've picked at a bowl of cereal a couple of times, and snacked on leftover Christmas cookies once or twice, but that's about it. (Yes, I know certain of you are going to yell at me for this; trust me, I'll eat again as soon as I have my appetite back, and it's not like I can't live off my stored reserves in the meantime.)
I'm slowly getting better, but I'm still congested and cough-ridden. And my eyes are irritated, too, which means I have no eye makeup on, which means that I look even more like death warmed over than I would otherwise. (I can cover up a lot with powder and blush, but the lack of mascara is killing me here.) I think a big part of the problem now, though, is simply that I've gotten dehydrated since this cold came on, so I'm now drinking water constantly. Fingers crossed that I'll improve soon.
And I crave writing. I have a great desire to write. I even have ideas. I just can't seem to...well, look, after I got back it took about three days before I had enough energy to finish changing the bed sheets. Writing is even more troublesome right now.
Today is my first day back at work, though, and I seem to be coping okay, which bodes well for the eventual return of my ability to function. Granted, it's been a very slow day thus far (and will probably be a very slow week), but that's fine. And it gives me time to catch up on all the e-mail that piled up while I was gone.
I also managed to do a little LJ reorganizing this weekend: the sidebar has been updated, so there are now links to all of my CSI:NY episode reviews sorted by season, including S4. The episode review links themselves have been updated, too, so that earlier seasons now link to my tags, rather than to the old memory function.
I've also added a BSI section, which links to both my and scarletts_awry's tags for the 'verse, as well as to the explanation post.
Finally, I'm in the middle of watching S2 of Life on Mars, and I am filled with great and gleeful love. Like my reaction when I started watching Torchwood? Yeah. A lot like that. Mars hits me and my narrative kinks in a totally different way than Torchwood and the Who 'verse do, but hit them it does. (I think it might be much more akin to the way CSI:NY hits those narrative kinks, but I have not yet formulated this theory in any detail.)
But: Life on Mars! Sam Tyler! Love! So much love!