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Apr. 9th, 2019 10:54 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
kittydesadeI'm here. I'm around, I made it through the week of chaos and being tired and a weekend of being mostly flat and I exist, mostly. Still sort of tired. Still apprehensive because there's a chance I'll be hosting game this Friday (only this Friday, thankfully) but, doing better.
I've been marathoning Game of Thrones like the city-state depends on it, and I've hit season seven finally. Not that I hadn't already spoiled myself for the salient points but it's nice to see it laid out on the screen. The boy is rewatching too, albeit considerably more slowly than I am. That's fine, I'll marathon it once and take the second watching at a leisurely pace. And for no reason other than that I'm a competitive bitch I started doing High Valyrian lessons on Duolingo. I found the leaderboards, is the sum of it.
I'm tired still. Less tired than last week! But tired, and I haven't practiced guitar in a week and it's getting on my nerves. I did find a space to play around on my uncle's bass guitar, and discovered that if it's not much longer than that I can play it comfortably. And I spent some time having fun noodling around playing Seven Nation Army. Have I said that? I feel like I've said this before.
I'm also charging along on the Nanonovel, the third Lifestyles book. That's going surprisingly well, even though I'm doing things a bit out of order, there's a scene that popped in far sooner than it should have and I started the novel three scenes in already. That's fine, Editrix and I know those are there and I can go back to them when it's drafted or if I somehow by some improbable miracle have extra time at the end of Camp Nano ahahahah not likely. And. What else has happened. Not much really. It's been a quiet few days, thank goodness. I need to file my taxes in the next couple of days. The boy has assured me we can build the bookshelves to combat my PMS telling me it's going to be a disaster. Stuff and things. So it goes.
I've been marathoning Game of Thrones like the city-state depends on it, and I've hit season seven finally. Not that I hadn't already spoiled myself for the salient points but it's nice to see it laid out on the screen. The boy is rewatching too, albeit considerably more slowly than I am. That's fine, I'll marathon it once and take the second watching at a leisurely pace. And for no reason other than that I'm a competitive bitch I started doing High Valyrian lessons on Duolingo. I found the leaderboards, is the sum of it.
I'm tired still. Less tired than last week! But tired, and I haven't practiced guitar in a week and it's getting on my nerves. I did find a space to play around on my uncle's bass guitar, and discovered that if it's not much longer than that I can play it comfortably. And I spent some time having fun noodling around playing Seven Nation Army. Have I said that? I feel like I've said this before.
I'm also charging along on the Nanonovel, the third Lifestyles book. That's going surprisingly well, even though I'm doing things a bit out of order, there's a scene that popped in far sooner than it should have and I started the novel three scenes in already. That's fine, Editrix and I know those are there and I can go back to them when it's drafted or if I somehow by some improbable miracle have extra time at the end of Camp Nano ahahahah not likely. And. What else has happened. Not much really. It's been a quiet few days, thank goodness. I need to file my taxes in the next couple of days. The boy has assured me we can build the bookshelves to combat my PMS telling me it's going to be a disaster. Stuff and things. So it goes.