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kittydesadeWell, I wrote the first vignette in the Wild Cards ... thingie. I have no idea how this is going to be recieved. I have no idea if people read these things anymore. They haven't really been published in a while. Then again, they are being reprinted. And there was that kind of new one out recently, but that was... eh. Not up to the old standard. Oh well. It's here if anyone wants to read it.
Hmm. Game should be about over by now.. at least, my lovely sailor boy said he'd try and get out around 11, being as we both had to get up at stupid o'clock in the morning to go to that stupid 8:30 am training. On a Saturday! Does that seem right to you?
Anyway. He's not over... I'm not sure whether to give him an hour or so or just go to bed. I kept meaning to take a nap, never did. Ended up just writing or cleaning or coding instead. And, granted, I got a lot done, but... eh. Sleep is also very good. But, dammit, I hope he comes over and picks me up so I can go over and play with my Gretchen-kitty. I miss my Gretchen-kitty, and I think she misses me.
Sitting here listen to the old four-hour version of Dune on SciFi. I'd be taping it except I didn't know it was coming on before it started, and never got around to putting in a tape. Ah well. It's got to be on video somewhere. I'm sure it has. It's too big a movie not to, too popular And Brad Dourif has the Eyebrows of Doom. I'm sure they'd pop off and attack if the four-hour version wasn't put on video at some point.
Okay, now I know I've been up too late. When I'm talking about Brad Dourif's eyebrows popping off and attack people... *shakes head*
But, at least I've been pretty productive today. I actually hied my ass out of bed and went to the damn stupid morning training session. I didn't kill the stupid WASPy boss's boss who was leading the damn training session. I got Yours Truly done, I fixed everything on the website with the pictures and the sidefics, I uploaded a Wild Cards drabble to FF.net, I tended to my DC.com website. I still have a drekload of stuff to do, but that's mostly writing.
I have to figure out what I'm going to do with the damn Courtesan School since it utterly failed on DJ. I mean.. it's a nice idea. Learning a couple languages, studying history, calligraphy, dance, bettering ourselves, practicing our decorum, our manners, etc. But... eh. It's no fun with no one else doing it with you. Oh well.. maybe if/when I get the website up and running I can start it here. Maybe. Eh.
Lessee. What else is going on. My ex came back, except that his van was here all day so I was under the impression he'd been in his room, since he was staring at me as I zoomed off to training. Probably wondering what the hell I was doing up at that hour of the morning. I know I was.
I want a donut.
I want my boyfriend. I had one of those wonderful moments at that stupid hour of the morning this morning when we were both complaining about how horribly early it was, and he hugged me, and it just felt so... right. He's so wonderful, and so patient and tolerant of my ups and downs, and so very supportive. And fun and interesting and creative and dynamic and handsome (I always was a sucker for a redhead). I just can't sing his praises enough... and I miss him. I mean, he's at a game, with his friends including his friend who's down from Chicago, so that's good. I don't begrudge him his time with his friends. I just... miss him. Sigh. I don't want to go to bed alone tonight.
Bleh. I suppose the cure for that... do that last dish and work on my to-do list of doom some more. Maybe I should make some icons.
EDIT: Well, speak of evil. *g* Guess who came over just after I finished banging out this entry.. well, about ten minutes after. I put my head down on the desk, and was that ever a bad idea! Anyway, so I'm now over at the bf's, and it's sleepy time. Yay!!!!
Hmm. Game should be about over by now.. at least, my lovely sailor boy said he'd try and get out around 11, being as we both had to get up at stupid o'clock in the morning to go to that stupid 8:30 am training. On a Saturday! Does that seem right to you?
Anyway. He's not over... I'm not sure whether to give him an hour or so or just go to bed. I kept meaning to take a nap, never did. Ended up just writing or cleaning or coding instead. And, granted, I got a lot done, but... eh. Sleep is also very good. But, dammit, I hope he comes over and picks me up so I can go over and play with my Gretchen-kitty. I miss my Gretchen-kitty, and I think she misses me.
Sitting here listen to the old four-hour version of Dune on SciFi. I'd be taping it except I didn't know it was coming on before it started, and never got around to putting in a tape. Ah well. It's got to be on video somewhere. I'm sure it has. It's too big a movie not to, too popular And Brad Dourif has the Eyebrows of Doom. I'm sure they'd pop off and attack if the four-hour version wasn't put on video at some point.
Okay, now I know I've been up too late. When I'm talking about Brad Dourif's eyebrows popping off and attack people... *shakes head*
But, at least I've been pretty productive today. I actually hied my ass out of bed and went to the damn stupid morning training session. I didn't kill the stupid WASPy boss's boss who was leading the damn training session. I got Yours Truly done, I fixed everything on the website with the pictures and the sidefics, I uploaded a Wild Cards drabble to FF.net, I tended to my DC.com website. I still have a drekload of stuff to do, but that's mostly writing.
I have to figure out what I'm going to do with the damn Courtesan School since it utterly failed on DJ. I mean.. it's a nice idea. Learning a couple languages, studying history, calligraphy, dance, bettering ourselves, practicing our decorum, our manners, etc. But... eh. It's no fun with no one else doing it with you. Oh well.. maybe if/when I get the website up and running I can start it here. Maybe. Eh.
Lessee. What else is going on. My ex came back, except that his van was here all day so I was under the impression he'd been in his room, since he was staring at me as I zoomed off to training. Probably wondering what the hell I was doing up at that hour of the morning. I know I was.
I want a donut.
I want my boyfriend. I had one of those wonderful moments at that stupid hour of the morning this morning when we were both complaining about how horribly early it was, and he hugged me, and it just felt so... right. He's so wonderful, and so patient and tolerant of my ups and downs, and so very supportive. And fun and interesting and creative and dynamic and handsome (I always was a sucker for a redhead). I just can't sing his praises enough... and I miss him. I mean, he's at a game, with his friends including his friend who's down from Chicago, so that's good. I don't begrudge him his time with his friends. I just... miss him. Sigh. I don't want to go to bed alone tonight.
Bleh. I suppose the cure for that... do that last dish and work on my to-do list of doom some more. Maybe I should make some icons.
EDIT: Well, speak of evil. *g* Guess who came over just after I finished banging out this entry.. well, about ten minutes after. I put my head down on the desk, and was that ever a bad idea! Anyway, so I'm now over at the bf's, and it's sleepy time. Yay!!!!
