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Lunatic on the loose

After perhaps a week of hibernation, I think I'm what counts as "back". My mind has seriously not been tracking very well from day to day. Having the evening off yesterday (Wednesday evening) to go shopping with the girls was very nice. Having today off to do the plasma thing and go to the writing group and all that was equally nice.

My brain went into freeze-mode, evidently, starting sometime last week. I really do need my weekends and cracks and dribs and drabs of spare time, for sanity. Otherwise, bad things happen.

We really don't want bad things to happen.

Mostly, the bad things that happen involve me utterly spacing crucial things like, oh, say, editing easalle's novel, doing things with V's computer Gemini -- not the spacing that involves utterly forgetting about entirely, but the spacing that involves not remembering to set aside specific time for that until it's utterly too late.

I still don't have AzureBlue talking to Thalia, though that's coming up pretty soon on the priority list. If my journal's my prosthetic memory, then AzureBlue is ... oh, bugger. AzureBlue is entirely possibly not talking to Thalia, because the cradle I have for AzureBlue plugs in to a port that Thalia just doesn't have. Hey, nonny, nonny. Bugger. Fuckity-fucking-fuck on a fucking fuck-stick, in other words. Looks like it's time for me to get a shiny little adapter.

One thing that's going to drive me nuts is not seeing the editing that's being done on cuttingrmfloor for however much longer. I'm a sucker for good criticism/commentary, especially when it's on a project I adore, and cuttingrmfloor is certainly that. Brendan: I will be posting more eventually, but part of that depends on my writing speed, and part of it is due to the fact that WP is b0rked at the moment, possibly because it was buggered non-consensually by HP. Yarrrrgh.
Gone away, gone ahead,
Echoes roll unanswered.
Empty, open, dusty, dead.
Why have all the Weyrfolk fled?

Where have dragons gone together
Leaving weyrs to wind and weather,
Setting herdbeasts free of tether;
Gone, our safeguards, gone, but whither?

Have they flown to some new weyr
Where cruel Threads some others fear?
Are they worlds away from here?
Why, oh why the empty weyr?

-- "The Question Song", Anne McCaffrey
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