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( Russian )

Oogh. Well, the new battery works. The second new battery, which means it's time to dig up how to return the first one. Which was actually easier than I thought, I did it just now. Okay! That can go out in today's mail.

Morning came! No one was horribly offended by my fic. This makes me rather happy, because that was kind of terrifying. Now I get to concentrate on other fic. All of which is long and ponderous, so this ought to be entertaining. Well, okay, no. Not all of it is long and ponderous. Some of it is short and porny. Some of it... hell, I don't know what that will turn into, but it'll be interesting. Watch this space for copious amounts of random fanfic. A lot of it will be porny.

Crap, so many bills to pay today. Things to mail. Crap to do. All of it in the morning, and what I should have done was make a list and check it off. Instead I'm going to be scatterbrained and do it all at the last minute. One thing at a time. Paying bills. Electric, credit card (all of, heh, two-figure bill, but it still needs paid), rent. Note these down in the books. Battery to be returned because Jag is a dingbat, purse, pocket ninja, lunch. Mail bills, mail cheque, mail care package of crafty goodness. Do not go insane. Which, it may be a bit late for that, but hey. Checkbook back in purse once bills are paid. Okay. Not going insane. Yet. You'd think I would have remembered all of this sooner. Or just decided to pay my bills tomorrow and return shit tomorrow when I'm not doing it all at the last minute. Oh no. You would be wrong. I have to be a responsible adult today, dammit. At least it'll all be done.

Seriously, anyone have a new brain? I think I left mine on the plane somewhere. And where the hell did my login cookies go?

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( 日本語 )

Oh! Something I forgot to mention this morning. The hawk is back! And evidently none the smarter. It sat in blue jay territory. Whereupon the blue jays took turns in correcting it of this grievous error. The poor thing looked deeply harassed, but I imagine the blue jays felt more harassed at having a bigass interloper in their territory.

... Oh my god, Jim Butcher just tweeted me twice. Like, I had a mini conversation with Jim Butcher. This makes me squeeful.

... Three times. THREE. TIMES. I about had a fangirl heart attack and died! (And then I did my Japanese like a good little girl, because Jim told me to.)

Ahem. Breathing. Remembering to breathe. Squee! Jim Butcher twittered me three times! Three! Times! Squee!

Care package sent. Other package sent, minus dress because I am a dingbat and forgot to grab it when I left this morning. I will grab it either tomorrow morning or (possibly more likely) put it in my satchel over the weekend and then bring it Monday and ship it then. Because I am a dingbat who can't remember stuff. I still have a blanket at home that's a baby blanket sample for a kit we sell, that I took home to finish sewing the binding on and never actually remembered to take back in. I should do this Monday, too.

Care package sent, UPS shipping gone, bills paid. I has paycheck! Which means after I finish wicking I should run up to the bank and deposit that sucker. I will say, my Japanese is getting smoother both to type and to think in; I'm remembering more, and it's kind of nice. Russian is getting easier to read although I still have vocab flubs although! If vocab is one of my biggest problems right now, a) that's relatively easy to solve if kind of time consuming and b) it means I'm retaining more of the grammar and structure and rules and things. German, as always, is just weird. I have very little idea of how I'm doing in German. Probably well. Possibly just screwy.

Ugh. Thinking of something. Thinking of something. I can't think of anything else, which means it's time to get down to writing. And think of what I want to cook for dinner tonight, which, fortunately we have some chicken already cut up and ready. That was a minor bit of panic/irritation. Needs moar meat foodstuffs. Ah well. Writings happen now. Because Jim Butcher said so.

Squee!

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( Deutsch )

Oof. Tired. Not really sleepy just yet, but tired. So, getting German out of the way early so I have time to just futz around and write and things.

Still pretty stoked about the whole Jim Butcher thing. We had a mini conversation, and I think the thing that's really sticking in my mind is, unlike getting tweets from authors now and then and weeks apart, this was three tweets in fairly rapid succession, like a conversation. It feels like he might actually vaguely remember me when I pitch up at Dragon Con. Or at the very least... hell, I don't know. But it feels like actually talking to him, and that was incredibly groovy.

At the rate I'm crashing I think it's going to be brush teeth, then Burn Notice, then that'll be the last of the things I have left to do and I can just fall over sleepy/dead at any given moment. I think I like this plan. ... I think I actually like planning ahead and now I remember why I did my German early in the first place. Heh.

And at this point I'm just rambling at you all so, this is all you get.