Obligatory Random Funny: Ikea: The Drinking Game
Writers' group has switched from Thursday to Wednesday, so people looking for me Wednesday shan't find me at home in the evenings. I shall, however, likely be at home Thursday evenings.
V was back. She and I need to get together about Gemini again. I now have
easalle's book from last year to go through, and I'm anticipating it with much glee. She's got The Necromancer's Prayer to shred, and I'm sure it's got plot holes from A to Z. I really need to go back and do things to 
ectogenesis now.
Wow. Novels.
And I have to get from point "planning the date" to point "Wherein Disasterous Relatives Strike" withcuttingrmfloor. Seriously.
I like it when things are going smoothly. Let's hope Marah can kick ass as well as take names, now, shall we? (in reference to the entire freak thing)
Not much with coherent, but then you have to consider that I stayed at the Willow House until midnight, then came home and in the process, was narrowly escaping being mangled/killed in the car, and then not only was up, but then got a rather unmistakable summons about a malfunctioning machine, and that ties in with ministering to the needy. 'Cept most clergy-calls don't include so many boom-'splosions. (No one was hurt in the progress of the clergy-call, except perhaps sanity of many concerned. For which we'll continue to think good thoughts, both for the unhurt, and for the maintaining of said sanity.)
In passing, I note that I do tend to multitask very scarily, rarely devoting the full of my attention to any one thing or person for longer than a few seconds or a few minutes at a time. Even when I'm reading fic, I wind up jumping between the fic and e-mail to clear out spam, or friends page. There are some few precious things that take up near unto my entire attention. I can't play with the computer and have a meaningful conversation with Darkside, not if I'm reading words of any sort whatsoever. I'd have to be Bejeweling or something in order to pay attention to him, and even that feels wrong.
Writers' group has switched from Thursday to Wednesday, so people looking for me Wednesday shan't find me at home in the evenings. I shall, however, likely be at home Thursday evenings.
V was back. She and I need to get together about Gemini again. I now have
easalle's book from last year to go through, and I'm anticipating it with much glee. She's got The Necromancer's Prayer to shred, and I'm sure it's got plot holes from A to Z. I really need to go back and do things to ectogenesis now. Wow. Novels.
And I have to get from point "planning the date" to point "Wherein Disasterous Relatives Strike" with
cuttingrmfloor. Seriously. I like it when things are going smoothly. Let's hope Marah can kick ass as well as take names, now, shall we? (in reference to the entire freak thing)
Not much with coherent, but then you have to consider that I stayed at the Willow House until midnight, then came home and in the process, was narrowly escaping being mangled/killed in the car, and then not only was up, but then got a rather unmistakable summons about a malfunctioning machine, and that ties in with ministering to the needy. 'Cept most clergy-calls don't include so many boom-'splosions. (No one was hurt in the progress of the clergy-call, except perhaps sanity of many concerned. For which we'll continue to think good thoughts, both for the unhurt, and for the maintaining of said sanity.)
In passing, I note that I do tend to multitask very scarily, rarely devoting the full of my attention to any one thing or person for longer than a few seconds or a few minutes at a time. Even when I'm reading fic, I wind up jumping between the fic and e-mail to clear out spam, or friends page. There are some few precious things that take up near unto my entire attention. I can't play with the computer and have a meaningful conversation with Darkside, not if I'm reading words of any sort whatsoever. I'd have to be Bejeweling or something in order to pay attention to him, and even that feels wrong.
- Current Mood:
exhausted
- Current Music:Cake, "Haze of Love" in my head; quiet morning sounds in apartment
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