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Feb. 28th, 2009 09:17 amSooo.. um. Yeah. I have a chicken egg. I did not want the chicken egg. But the boy wants me to keep it, so I guess I will. He should just get his own damn account.
The apartment still smells of Awesome Barbecue Sauce. I was going to sleep as I put it away so I just put it away in the pot, but I may heat it back up later today and put it in the jar. Today's job? Cleaning and writing. Apparently we're not going shooting as had been planned because the boy has to go in for Mandatory Overtime. Despite the servers being fucked as per the story of sheer incredulity I've been telling. I think it's paper pushing, though. Paper pushing and phone calls.
Today my plan is cleaning and writing, and I know what I want to clean, but. Let's see what I want to write. Someone remind me later today after I've done somewhat cleaning to post some stories for y'all baby courtesans to read and edit? And yes, you too, of course. I'll probably post them staggered at one-hour intervals so people's f-list doesn't get crowded.
Other than that, to write:
1. Some more in Astrid
2. Some more in Wallflower
3. TM prompt for Sam
4. Something? Anyone?
I'm doing much better this week on the whole 2k per day thing. Kind of like that. Didn't do so much with it yesterday on account of spending most of the evening cooking DFPS and Barbecue Sauce of Awesome, and then... amusing myself with Nameless, really. Ooh, maybe I'll do a prompt or two for him. It's raining outside, though. No walkies. Or at least I thought it was raining. There's sunshine coming through the blinds. Hmm.
And I need to write and turn in my rent check today. Bah. Done!
The apartment still smells of Awesome Barbecue Sauce. I was going to sleep as I put it away so I just put it away in the pot, but I may heat it back up later today and put it in the jar. Today's job? Cleaning and writing. Apparently we're not going shooting as had been planned because the boy has to go in for Mandatory Overtime. Despite the servers being fucked as per the story of sheer incredulity I've been telling. I think it's paper pushing, though. Paper pushing and phone calls.
Today my plan is cleaning and writing, and I know what I want to clean, but. Let's see what I want to write. Someone remind me later today after I've done somewhat cleaning to post some stories for y'all baby courtesans to read and edit? And yes, you too, of course. I'll probably post them staggered at one-hour intervals so people's f-list doesn't get crowded.
Other than that, to write:
1. Some more in Astrid
2. Some more in Wallflower
3. TM prompt for Sam
4. Something? Anyone?
I'm doing much better this week on the whole 2k per day thing. Kind of like that. Didn't do so much with it yesterday on account of spending most of the evening cooking DFPS and Barbecue Sauce of Awesome, and then... amusing myself with Nameless, really. Ooh, maybe I'll do a prompt or two for him. It's raining outside, though. No walkies. Or at least I thought it was raining. There's sunshine coming through the blinds. Hmm.