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Okay, that Irish was marginally easier once I figured out what all the damn words meant. The glossary at the back of this book is seriously broken and doesn't have anything of use.

I have no idea what the hell happened with the traffic last night. It took maybe half an hour for me to get home, which is normally a ten minute drive, and it took Anna an hour and a half? Two hours? Something ridiculous to make a nice half hour or so commute. And we come at the house from different directions, so I really have no idea what snarled the traffic. When we came home even the back roads were slow-moving and full. I still have no idea what the fuck was going on last night. And it doesn't seem like the news has any idea either. Last time it went crazy like that we had a President or a Vice President or something in town (although for as often as the candidates were in town, and the President, they've usually been very good about not snarling traffic like that). So I don't even know.

Today! Today today. Today the plan is get in, see what stuff I have to do is like, I know there's at least three fairly sizable orders that need to be shipped out. Finish dealing with the email I'm sending out to the mailing list, do the packing, and then sit down to work on Gods and Monsters and Black Ice, both edits and the web page. Three projects ought to give me enough shuffling around things to do. And I'll bring my spinning so I have something to do out front if I get restless or what have you. Maybe. Something. Argh. And I need to sit my butt down and do my Russian on time, corrections or no. And. Things and stuff. Too sleepy to think. Not really sleepy, just tired, I think.

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DEFINITELY need to start copying that over to a notebook and starting a new list. I'd say I'll do that tonight but I already have a stupidly long list of things I want to do tonight.

But I did at least get most of my web page for Black Ice coded, bar the graphics. And, you know, the actual text. So it's coded but nowhere near finished yet, but at least it's coded and I know how it's going. And I'm surprisingly more comfortable with it than I thought I would be. Give it time, I'm sure I'll soon be convinced it sucks.

My friend April had a good idea I figured I'd run by alloy'all, once I get 'about' posts up on my blog for Sandborn and Black Ice so the tumblr posts have somewhere to link back to, what do you think of me trolling DeviantArt for art that I think is in the spirit of those works and tumblr'ing it with credit/linkback to the artists? Good promotional tool? Bad one? Yes/no/what the fuck Jag?

My mind is spinning around in circles. I think I'm doing a better job than I used to be capable of at corraling it and making it be productive, but still. Circles. I have so much that I want to get done and it feels like it all has to be done now and it's driving me bonkers. Exhibit A: this list of things that I want to do tonight. Bonkers, I tell you. Of course what's probably going to end up happening is all the writing stuff will be opened and all the other stuff will happen in between the writing stuff as I hit snarls in my brain for the writing. I'm sure that made English sense somewhere.

1. Spinning
2. Pick up in patio
3. Sew mended places in jeans (1/4)
4. Kink Bingo
5. Finish Pacific Rim fanfic
6. Gods and Monsters
7. Blog posts for soundtracks and other stuff
8. Pay bills
9. Edit Blood in the Gutters

On the plus side, we seem to have a new computer for the boy (whose laptop is dying a screaming painful death) so, at least I'll have my netbook and it won't get constantly stolen every time my back is turned. I have no idea what I'm doing about dinner, though. ARGH.