Oh, look, an actual journal entry. Kind of.
I'm sick of seeing that. Lately, I've started various drabbles (random Golden Pair sex; TezuFuji photography!UST) and just quit two paragraphs in, because I didn't like what I'd written. Then every time I go to update my journal, it asks me to restore the draft, and I can never remember what the fuck it is. It's always that last drabble, and it always makes me a little angry. I thought I was over that.
Anyway, that's not why I'm updating. I just got a work call (at noon, which is, in my opinion, an indecent hour, but I understand that the general populace disagrees) from a former client, and have arranged to go to his place tomorrow morning at ten. God, that's gonna suck. Not the actual work; he's a nice guy with a nice fucking house and friendly dogs, and his PC hasn't given us any trouble in the past. I just hate working that early. That's why I prefer to take the PC home, to give me flexibility of work hours. I guess I'll deal, though.
In the meantime, I think I'm gonna make some hashbrowns, or something. If Rachel's not on in a few hours, I'll probably call her.
Anyway, that's not why I'm updating. I just got a work call (at noon, which is, in my opinion, an indecent hour, but I understand that the general populace disagrees) from a former client, and have arranged to go to his place tomorrow morning at ten. God, that's gonna suck. Not the actual work; he's a nice guy with a nice fucking house and friendly dogs, and his PC hasn't given us any trouble in the past. I just hate working that early. That's why I prefer to take the PC home, to give me flexibility of work hours. I guess I'll deal, though.
In the meantime, I think I'm gonna make some hashbrowns, or something. If Rachel's not on in a few hours, I'll probably call her.