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Jan. 16th, 2015 07:44 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
kittydesadeOh dear god now I'm tired again. Towards the end of the day yesterday a ginormous, a good 2-3x as large as they usually make, wholesale order came in from one of our retailers. I spent most of the day picking, packing, weighing, and shipping the stupid thing. And now I'm exhausted.
On the other hand, I did go and get Valentine's Day Cards? I had to get a get well card for the boy's mother anyway, long story, 2015 is going to get fired from a cannon if it keeps this up. And I got Valentine's Day cards anyway and a seal as befits my pen name, my generally accepted internets name. If anyone wants a Valentine's Day card, feel free to DM me! I'm amusing myself with them, I might as well.
So tired. So wondering what the hell is happening in my life and how I went from "YES I R RESPONSIBLE ADULT" to "I HAVE NO IDEA WHAT I'M DOING" in less than twenty four hours. So rhetorical. Much whinging. I may actually sit down tonight and figure out what the hell I'm doing, always assuming I have actual fucking brainpower tonight.
That's not a safe assumption, but at least I have curry and cookie dough.
All right. Things I need to get done tonight. Finish a scene in Sandborn. Muck around in the other thing. Do my languages. Write some Hindi. Those two are less need to get done and more should get done because it's good practice and because writing down and repeating words and things is soothing and relaxing. And... I actually think that's it, apart from scooping the cats before I go to bed. So, okay, that's not too bad. I can do that, go to bed, get up tomorrow and start talking over novels and sewing curtains. Because we need the damn curtains up. And it's annoying me that I haven't gotten to it.
Oh, and for everyone's amusement, today I conceived of a Human Target/Agents of SHIELD crossover in which Guerrero, Ames, and Skye wander around having wacky hijinks. I have no idea when I would ever write this, but the thought amuses the shit outta me.
On the other hand, I did go and get Valentine's Day Cards? I had to get a get well card for the boy's mother anyway, long story, 2015 is going to get fired from a cannon if it keeps this up. And I got Valentine's Day cards anyway and a seal as befits my pen name, my generally accepted internets name. If anyone wants a Valentine's Day card, feel free to DM me! I'm amusing myself with them, I might as well.
So tired. So wondering what the hell is happening in my life and how I went from "YES I R RESPONSIBLE ADULT" to "I HAVE NO IDEA WHAT I'M DOING" in less than twenty four hours. So rhetorical. Much whinging. I may actually sit down tonight and figure out what the hell I'm doing, always assuming I have actual fucking brainpower tonight.
That's not a safe assumption, but at least I have curry and cookie dough.
All right. Things I need to get done tonight. Finish a scene in Sandborn. Muck around in the other thing. Do my languages. Write some Hindi. Those two are less need to get done and more should get done because it's good practice and because writing down and repeating words and things is soothing and relaxing. And... I actually think that's it, apart from scooping the cats before I go to bed. So, okay, that's not too bad. I can do that, go to bed, get up tomorrow and start talking over novels and sewing curtains. Because we need the damn curtains up. And it's annoying me that I haven't gotten to it.
Oh, and for everyone's amusement, today I conceived of a Human Target/Agents of SHIELD crossover in which Guerrero, Ames, and Skye wander around having wacky hijinks. I have no idea when I would ever write this, but the thought amuses the shit outta me.
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Date: 2015-01-17 07:18 am (UTC)That's an oddly cheerful mood, there. :P
But, yes. You've done a lot, you're amazing, and you can keep on doing things!