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Sep. 8th, 2010 04:56 pm( 日本語 )
Hey, look! That hasn't been seen in a while! I figure now's as good a time as any to try and start getting back into routines, even though this morning I was too tired and crummy to do Russian and tomorrow will be the in-store sale, and crazy busy. Hopefully tomorrow I can do all three languages, though. And then editing commences. Yay. Not.
Not really much to say. What I thought was con crud turned out to be probably stress fever and exhaustion, which a lot of rest and sleep did pretty much fix. So, yay for getting out of this without con crud and not turning into a zombie? I may credit copious use of hand sanitizer and getting a full night's sleep for this. I wasn't always so conscientious about such things, but this con I was sort of more careful. And lo, it paid off! Wonder of wonders.
I'm really not going to be that interesting today, I'm sorry. I'm going to go home, possibly order food in, and write my poor little hands off to finish up some last projects, and then fall over go sleep for a while. And pretend I'm not terrified about something I'm going to do that is, okay, less stupid than I keep saying it is, but certainly fairly bold. Which is to say, wave at an actor and go "Hi! I liked talking to you. Can I talk at you some more?" I have no idea if this will even stand a snowball's chance in the ass end of hell of working, but hey. It definitely won't work if I don't try, right?
I'm starting to hate that reasoning.
Hey, look! That hasn't been seen in a while! I figure now's as good a time as any to try and start getting back into routines, even though this morning I was too tired and crummy to do Russian and tomorrow will be the in-store sale, and crazy busy. Hopefully tomorrow I can do all three languages, though. And then editing commences. Yay. Not.
Not really much to say. What I thought was con crud turned out to be probably stress fever and exhaustion, which a lot of rest and sleep did pretty much fix. So, yay for getting out of this without con crud and not turning into a zombie? I may credit copious use of hand sanitizer and getting a full night's sleep for this. I wasn't always so conscientious about such things, but this con I was sort of more careful. And lo, it paid off! Wonder of wonders.
I'm really not going to be that interesting today, I'm sorry. I'm going to go home, possibly order food in, and write my poor little hands off to finish up some last projects, and then fall over go sleep for a while. And pretend I'm not terrified about something I'm going to do that is, okay, less stupid than I keep saying it is, but certainly fairly bold. Which is to say, wave at an actor and go "Hi! I liked talking to you. Can I talk at you some more?" I have no idea if this will even stand a snowball's chance in the ass end of hell of working, but hey. It definitely won't work if I don't try, right?
I'm starting to hate that reasoning.