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Oof. Slept in a bit today instead of exercising, after waking up more exhausted than I wanted to be. Ah well. It's weird, it doesn't feel like Thursday. Is it Thursday? I can't tell.

Still have Tron on the brain. It's kind of fun. Oh the 80s.

Not much else to report. Still trying to bash out world-building exercises and things, still trying to work out outlines for Big Bangs that haven't started yet. And finish up my notes for Yuletide so that I can just post them all in one fell swoop when the author reveal hits. Still having weird self-esteem hits about recs and things, but it probably helps that I am getting rec'd this year. And that I'm moving past needing to have ALL THE HITS and comments and things to feel good about my writing. So! That's improvement.

And now, off to work and to the 100 pound box of yarn I have to label. YAY.

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And tomorrow, reviewing the rest of the nouns and so on. And more vocab grinding. Argh vocab grind.

Much calmer today. I just have the giant farking box of yarn to deal with. Seriously, this thing is 2/3 as tall as I am, it's huge. And it's 200+ pounds by itself. Or was, before I started taking all the yarn out of it and labeling it. By this point I'm pretty much bent double over the box with it tilted and my ass in the air pulling out cones from midway to the bottom. As long as no one takes a picture this time I'll be fine.

Blargh. It's freezing still. And this weekend, starting tomorrow actually, it's supposed to get up into the 50s. And then down again into the 20s on Monday. I don't understand weather, I really don't. I'm going to hunker down tonight with my blankets and my cats and my new DVD of Soldier and ignore the rest of the world. Write and knit and pretend it's not fucking freezing and winter and I don't have to go out in it unless I want to. Until tomorrow, of course. But that's why it's pretending.

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Level grinding. Possibly in more depth next time, oogh, suddenly I'm tired. Possibly just all the running around today and digging through the box of yarn, labeling everything and then putting it back again. Seriously, you guys, that box was about as big as I am. I could crawl in it. And kind of want to, although now it's half full of yarn.

Anyway. Curling up tonight and lots of writing, and then lots of sleeping. Store's been busy the last couple of days, which is nice. Exhausting, but still nice.