Overheard Theatre

"Oh, yeah, that's the Girl from Ipanema polka!"

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Oh blessed weekend. Oh blessed, joyous weekend. Oh blessed joyous day of not doing a damn thing but laundry and topic responses. This week has been more than a little bit nuts.

The Elf Lord is out of the hospital, doing fine, haunting the house and shuffling around in his walker. The doctors expect him to have a walker for a little while, a cane for a little while longer, and then be fully mobile in three months. I may or may not have already posted about this, I'm just that tired that I have no idea. But the ElfLord was out all week. Aunt E was out almost all week tending to him. And the FlutterBuzz was out all week with the flu. And even when she was in we made her go home because she really sounded terrible. And she looked pretty terrible. So we sent her home to recuperate. Twice.

But that meant that we were shorthanded at the store which is already sort of operating at near-skeletal capacity, which meant that a bunch of us were running around doing the work of two people at any given time. Which meant that coming home, I was not fit for much but hanging out and collapsing. Plus the whole not sleeping well thing. Dear god, I was exhausted yesterday. And I think I got ... I know I got nine hours of sleep last night. I still feel sort of tired. But not the sort of tired that requires sleep, more just a couple of days of resting and reading books and doing fuck-all.

Doing fuck-all here used to mean catching the hell up on topic responses, I guess. Slowly. The more immediate ones first. And then the longer term ones.

I also have set up the original writing workshop thingie, which is called whatyouimagine. The rules are pretty simple and already posted, I'm also working on posting an intro-post (idea taken from nanowrimo) so that we don't go through half a dozen introductions in the first month, and a post summarizing fair use and copyright law, and then a third post defining and covering parody/satire law. And then I think it should be pretty much set and ready for prompts in time for the 15th of the month or so. Anyone who has an original thingamagummer they want to work on or develop is welcome to join. Partly I did this because a lot of prompt communities are for characters, but not so much for worlds. I may have also started this because I'm on crack, or because I needed something to procrastinate writing topic responses. The world may never know.

I have mastered Balance the Straw on pennywhistle but have been lazy about learning a second one, and I totally haven't picked up the guitar all week. I should. My fingertips are starting to peel and I want calluses, dammit, not peeling fingertips. Maybe tomorrow. I have been dancing somewhat, but I've also been running around trying to catch buses, and that is not restful. My shoulders hurt from coiling things and holding so many coils of basket reed on my arms that I look like the fucking Michelin man, from running here and there and god knows what else. My fingers hurt because I keep cutting them on stupid things like the edges of cardboard boxes and those huge tape dispenser teeth. Um. I'm learning to knit? Mostly I'm just tired. At least the worst of the madness is over, because moving day is coming up and good god I am not sure I'm looking forward to that.

I do, however, have library books. And this week's Stargate: Atlantis to keep me company. And two days of not doing much of anything. And. Um. Stuff. I could be doing. Like writing. Yeah. At least some of my topic responses are turning into full-fledged stories? Expect some posts on critique_club soon, I think.

What the hell was I saying again? Oh right. Rest.

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Um. Londoners on my F-list, please report in if you are awake?

(All two of you, I think at the moment, but. Holy hell.)