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*still not with the writing. I like this story, I want to tell it & find out what happens, and I am very much not in it. Skipping around about five or seven chapters in Scrivener, which helps some, except that I seem to have misplaced the "give me a cumulative word count of these segments" feature, which I swear I was using last year. Possibly I'm delusional.
*twitter-length attention span. Also, keep typing "lenght" instead of "length" (this is the third or fourth time today)
*When Prometheus brought the pop tarts of the gods to mankind, they were definitely the ice cream shoppe vanilla flavor. (and then there was the incident with a toaster, which was a great waste)
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grauwulf is busy in the "no idea how in the world he'll finish all that he has to do in the next couple weeks" sort of busy, to the point of wanting to wander around snapping at people. I am stressed because I'm not writing, and all my deadlines are pseudo-self-imposed, and also because he is stressed, and oh yes, my head hurts. Also my shoulder, which decided to start yelling at me this morning as I swept water towards the drains on the aquarium floor (which is lovely and sculptured and not at all conveniently sloped) for no apparent reason. It's not even the shoulder that usually hurts.
(subcategories) a) I miss rock climbing, but not quite enough to drive to Columbia, Timonium, or Rockville; there was a rumor about some local gym having a bouldering wall, which would be fantastic, but it does not seem to be substantiated anywhere.
b) Tonight there will be cumin bread (yay no-kneed refrigerator bread!) and canned soup with stuff-tossed-in, because I have pre-cooked chicken and veggies in the freezer. Cumin has semi-suddenly become one of the spices I actually use large amounts of.
*It's remarkable what a difference it makes when you actually notice that one of the bulbs in the kitchen light is burnt out (it's got a translucent glass cover) and replace it with one of the low wattage/high lumen bulbs.
*made & cancelled dinner plans for tonight in about a 24-hour period, which I feel particularly dumb about, but the thing with the social, not so much at the moment. (Also, the fact that I've managed to acquire a headache this evening would not have helped.) I did swiffer (swifferate? swiffify?) the extra bits of cat and dust off the stairs anyway, though, and feel better about that.
*finally gave in and bought a moleskine-style pocket notebook, only I went for the "ecosystem" kind that advertises itself as 100% post-consumer recycled (yay!) and discovered upon opening the packaging that each journal is branded with a serial number which one can look up, register to regain lost journals, and find out something about what went into the paper that made it. I haven't looked mine up yet; it came out of the plastic wrapper offgassing something horrible, so I've set it up on end to think about itself while I don't go anywhere near it for a couple days.
*twitter-length attention span. Also, keep typing "lenght" instead of "length" (this is the third or fourth time today)
*When Prometheus brought the pop tarts of the gods to mankind, they were definitely the ice cream shoppe vanilla flavor. (and then there was the incident with a toaster, which was a great waste)
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grauwulf is busy in the "no idea how in the world he'll finish all that he has to do in the next couple weeks" sort of busy, to the point of wanting to wander around snapping at people. I am stressed because I'm not writing, and all my deadlines are pseudo-self-imposed, and also because he is stressed, and oh yes, my head hurts. Also my shoulder, which decided to start yelling at me this morning as I swept water towards the drains on the aquarium floor (which is lovely and sculptured and not at all conveniently sloped) for no apparent reason. It's not even the shoulder that usually hurts. (subcategories) a) I miss rock climbing, but not quite enough to drive to Columbia, Timonium, or Rockville; there was a rumor about some local gym having a bouldering wall, which would be fantastic, but it does not seem to be substantiated anywhere.
b) Tonight there will be cumin bread (yay no-kneed refrigerator bread!) and canned soup with stuff-tossed-in, because I have pre-cooked chicken and veggies in the freezer. Cumin has semi-suddenly become one of the spices I actually use large amounts of.
*It's remarkable what a difference it makes when you actually notice that one of the bulbs in the kitchen light is burnt out (it's got a translucent glass cover) and replace it with one of the low wattage/high lumen bulbs.
*made & cancelled dinner plans for tonight in about a 24-hour period, which I feel particularly dumb about, but the thing with the social, not so much at the moment. (Also, the fact that I've managed to acquire a headache this evening would not have helped.) I did swiffer (swifferate? swiffify?) the extra bits of cat and dust off the stairs anyway, though, and feel better about that.
*finally gave in and bought a moleskine-style pocket notebook, only I went for the "ecosystem" kind that advertises itself as 100% post-consumer recycled (yay!) and discovered upon opening the packaging that each journal is branded with a serial number which one can look up, register to regain lost journals, and find out something about what went into the paper that made it. I haven't looked mine up yet; it came out of the plastic wrapper offgassing something horrible, so I've set it up on end to think about itself while I don't go anywhere near it for a couple days.