kittydesade | May. 24th, 2010

( 日本語 )

Oogh. Slightly tired already, and it's only ... well, no, it's almost the end of a Monday. So I guess it makes sense, the being tired. Tonight, there will be a boy! And this will make me happy... I was going to finish that with the usual line about pants but maybe that would be too much information. Besides, he sounds tired, so happy in pants will probably have to happen tomorrow. But he is stopping on his way out of town to look at a used bookstore possibly for Pratchett books, and then possibly stopping at McKays if he's not too tired for more Pratchett and whatever else he wants. And this makes me very happy. He is a good boy.

Oof. Did not clean as much of the house as I wanted to this weekend, but some. Need to finish cleaning the junk room and then assemble and send the package of crafty doom, and need to start ... actually what I need to do is stop worrying about my canon voice for Sherlock Holmes. I need to finish the stupid draft, get it sent to my artist, and then I can re-read the books yet again and figure out what's what. Especially with all the notes. I can't exactly edit if I don't have anything to edit, can I.

Need to sleep. Catch up on Castle, Supernatural. At some point I need to marathon catch up on The Good Wife. Did finally catch up on The Mentalist, which was about all the excruciating I expected. Fucking goddamn Sorcerers. I still want my playbook back, Heller. Need to do some sewing, which will probably happen this coming weekend since it's all small stuff, and then get back to painting. That's probably the biggest thing I need to do in the junk/crafts/crap room, get my shit organized so it's on shelves instead of scattered around in bins and tubs on the floor. And of course, writing. Four projects, two pretty big, two small, that need to be cleared off my desk. Whee fun? And the possibility of working Saturday as well. On the plus side, I can practice my mad leet makeup skillz. On the minus side. Working. Saturday.