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Jul. 23rd, 2018 10:59 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
kittydesadeIt's Monday. There was a car alarm going off at 1.20 in the morning last night, I had a hard time getting back to sleep after that adrenaline rush, and I think we've lost one of the ferals. We haven't seen Cassius in a few days and it's worrying because he's usually a daily visitor and we've gotten attached. Such is the way of ferals, I know. We've been lucky, we even managed to find a place in our household for two of them. But I'm greedy. I want all of my cats. I want them to be safe under the house or on the grounds as they have been for two-three years now. I worry about him, the poor bastard. And Barton, who loves his friend very much. And neither of them are young cats.
(I should, practically, console myself with the six indoor cats I have. But every cat lover knows that cats are like potato chips, or maybe pokemon. And then you love them all individually and you know their habits and you miss them terribly when they're gone.)
Mood not helped by someone's car alarm going off at 1.20 in the freaking morning. Then stopping. Then going off again. By the time it finally stopped (I think) it had done this often enough that I was phantom-hearing it even under the sound of the A/C and the music I was falling asleep to. At that point the adrenaline had kicked in and I still didn't get to sleep for a good while, till after 2 I think, and then my body woke me up at 6.30 am anyway all "Hi this is the hour we usually wake up right? :D :D :D" No. Fuck off. And now I am exhausted and headachy and PMSing.
But I am slowly learning JavaScript which is nice and fun and easy to do. Once I'm done with the lessons on this site I may try lessons on a different site to embed it deeper into my thinkmeats, and so on. I do enjoy learning coding languages, especially ones I can compile and/or run right there. Which reminds me that I need to see if such a thing as a free C++ compiler for Windows exists. What? I'm a nerd across many axes.
I got a bunch of words in Hell Caster done over the weekend and a short story drafted for the haunted house thing that I need to go over and polish up for submission in, oh, a week. Urk. But it is a short story, only 2.5k words. I feel like I need to do way way more than I'm doing but it's actually only two projects and a bunch of lingering fiddly stuff around the edges; I think what's going on is that I have a number of stories of varying lengths that I've abandoned in the middle of drafting because they turned out not to fit one market or one purpose or another, and I'm feeling the guilt over not finishing it. Maybe next month or in September.
But in good cat news, Mikey's blood test results came back with mild aenemia and elevated white cell count but other than that nothing awful. She said the white cell count looked more like stress than anything so hey, I will take that. That's good.
ETA: At ELEVEN THIRTY AT NIGHT the ridiculous Cassius returned, screaming for food. Which is to say that I went on my rounds to turn off lights and lock doors and there was the usual, expected black cat, and then I looked on the other side of the front stoop and there was a second black cat. And I went out and he came up for pets and screamed for food and let me touch him, including his tail with the bent tip. So, yeah. He's back. I can only assume he got locked in someone's basement? Found a lady cat he liked? I have no idea. Oy.
दोपक - नमसते, चो। कया आप कविता को माँ
स्रनोता - चो हाँ। आप का नाम कया है
दोपक - चो, मेरा नाम दोपक है।
स्रनोता - कया आप का मकान यहाँ है
दोपक - चो नहों, हमारा मकान यहाँ नहों है। मेरे माँ-बाप इलाहाबाद मों है। लेकिन यहाँ मेरे एक मामा चो है।
स्रनोता - आपको मामा चो का मकान कहाँ है
दोपक - वह सामने है।
कविता - दोपक, नमसते। माँ, ये दोपक है।
दोपक - नमसते कविता।
कविता - दोपक, आपको बहन कहाँ है
दोपक - आचकल वह इलाहाबाद में है। कविता, कया यह आपका किताब है
कविता - चो हाँ, यह मेरो किताब है।
दोपक - इसका दाम कया है
कविता - इसका दाम तोस ?पये है।
दोपक - कया यह कहानो को कतिाब है
कविता - चो हाँ, यह कहानो को कतिाब है।
(I should, practically, console myself with the six indoor cats I have. But every cat lover knows that cats are like potato chips, or maybe pokemon. And then you love them all individually and you know their habits and you miss them terribly when they're gone.)
Mood not helped by someone's car alarm going off at 1.20 in the freaking morning. Then stopping. Then going off again. By the time it finally stopped (I think) it had done this often enough that I was phantom-hearing it even under the sound of the A/C and the music I was falling asleep to. At that point the adrenaline had kicked in and I still didn't get to sleep for a good while, till after 2 I think, and then my body woke me up at 6.30 am anyway all "Hi this is the hour we usually wake up right? :D :D :D" No. Fuck off. And now I am exhausted and headachy and PMSing.
But I am slowly learning JavaScript which is nice and fun and easy to do. Once I'm done with the lessons on this site I may try lessons on a different site to embed it deeper into my thinkmeats, and so on. I do enjoy learning coding languages, especially ones I can compile and/or run right there. Which reminds me that I need to see if such a thing as a free C++ compiler for Windows exists. What? I'm a nerd across many axes.
I got a bunch of words in Hell Caster done over the weekend and a short story drafted for the haunted house thing that I need to go over and polish up for submission in, oh, a week. Urk. But it is a short story, only 2.5k words. I feel like I need to do way way more than I'm doing but it's actually only two projects and a bunch of lingering fiddly stuff around the edges; I think what's going on is that I have a number of stories of varying lengths that I've abandoned in the middle of drafting because they turned out not to fit one market or one purpose or another, and I'm feeling the guilt over not finishing it. Maybe next month or in September.
But in good cat news, Mikey's blood test results came back with mild aenemia and elevated white cell count but other than that nothing awful. She said the white cell count looked more like stress than anything so hey, I will take that. That's good.
ETA: At ELEVEN THIRTY AT NIGHT the ridiculous Cassius returned, screaming for food. Which is to say that I went on my rounds to turn off lights and lock doors and there was the usual, expected black cat, and then I looked on the other side of the front stoop and there was a second black cat. And I went out and he came up for pets and screamed for food and let me touch him, including his tail with the bent tip. So, yeah. He's back. I can only assume he got locked in someone's basement? Found a lady cat he liked? I have no idea. Oy.
दोपक - नमसते, चो। कया आप कविता को माँ
स्रनोता - चो हाँ। आप का नाम कया है
दोपक - चो, मेरा नाम दोपक है।
स्रनोता - कया आप का मकान यहाँ है
दोपक - चो नहों, हमारा मकान यहाँ नहों है। मेरे माँ-बाप इलाहाबाद मों है। लेकिन यहाँ मेरे एक मामा चो है।
स्रनोता - आपको मामा चो का मकान कहाँ है
दोपक - वह सामने है।
कविता - दोपक, नमसते। माँ, ये दोपक है।
दोपक - नमसते कविता।
कविता - दोपक, आपको बहन कहाँ है
दोपक - आचकल वह इलाहाबाद में है। कविता, कया यह आपका किताब है
कविता - चो हाँ, यह मेरो किताब है।
दोपक - इसका दाम कया है
कविता - इसका दाम तोस ?पये है।
दोपक - कया यह कहानो को कतिाब है
कविता - चो हाँ, यह कहानो को कतिाब है।
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Date: 2018-07-24 08:14 pm (UTC)he couldn't stay away!I hope you get more sleep for the rest of the week.<3