(no subject)

( 日本語 )

( Gaeilge )

Tired. Did not manage to get as much sleep as I wanted thanks to cats, but did at least manage to get in the full range of kicks and dear god I am out of kicking practice. Which just means I need to do more of it, obviously. I'm a month late on getting started on spring training, such as it is, at LEAST. So ready to be done with this house shit just so I can stop getting derailed on every goddamn routine ever.

Someone give me something pithy to say. Actually, I've still been turning over the 100 things blogging challenge, but I can't think of anything to blather about. I suppose I could do 100 random things about languages, but, eh.

There's a sizable dearth of things incoming today, possibly a dearth of things outgoing, we'll see. Hopefully that means I'll be awake enough and have enough time to do some writing in between minor tasks. So much fanfic I want to finish sometime this week or next, between original fiction. So little brainpower. Too much stress. Would anyone want this big ball of stress I seem to be carrying around?

On the plus side, weekend coming up. Yaaaay.

Alcatraz cancelled. Booooo. Once Upon A Time renewed. Some day I'll go back and actually watch the last several episodes. Today is not that day. I will scream and tear my hair and throw things and bitch about bad writing and get distracted attempting to rewrite all the damn dialogue myself so it is less cheesy. That is not productive. Or any kind of necessary catharsis.

In conclusion, thank Grimm it's Friday.

(no subject)

( Deutsch )

Hey, I made it through work without falling asleep at my desk! Well, almost, there's about an hour to go during which I'll probably be on my feet for most of it, so, no falling asleep at the front desk, you hear me self?

I have so much shit I want to get done. And no time to do it in. I didn't get any edits done today, but I did at least get some picking up done at work, my day job stuff done, most of the German translated and ... Shit, I know I accomplished something else today. Checking in and touching base with the girls. And a lot of resting, too, I think, and fucking around on Memrise, which was both productive and restful. So there's that.

Still nothing back from plumbers. I'd ask, but at this point the amendment STILL isn't in, and I'm just too tired to throw myself at house shit until Monday. I'll rest up the weekend and then start making phone calls. And by rest up I mean clean and write. Well, edit. Write edits? One of those things. And knit and have TV on in the background.

Oh good, it's not just us, Sasha Roiz really is a Nice Jewish Boy. I don't even know when this started but suddenly he's gone from being that really creepy guy from Warehouse 13 who scared the shit out of me so bad I wouldn't even go back and rewatch those episodes (and I like me some W13!) to a guy I could have gone to high school with who does, in fact, remind me of a lot of kids in my Shakespeare group. Hence the Nice Jewish Boy thing. And only one person on my flist has any idea what I'm talking about, too. Not Sparky, though.

Right. Going out front, suffering through the rest of the day of being in public, and then going home and sitting around in my underwear writing stories about giant robots and the women who pilot them. ... actually, I kind of want to go revisit that world now. Hmm.