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Feb. 27th, 2018 08:42 pmI totally forgot to do a check-in today so ahahah quick one before bed.
Work continues to be work. I continue to worry about everyone. Tomorrow morning will be texting Groot and making sure he hasn't died abruptly of a brain bleed, the concussed idiot. Tomorrow evening will probably be half-teaching capoeira myself since I'll be the only one fit to practice. Which is to say he'll direct and I'll move and demonstrate and provide a partner. Or I can do drills while he watches and corrects my form and then we'll do some music, either way.
I did edits on The Body Shop finally, got that somewhat straightened out, did a list of edits to be done on Malachy and meant to do edits on Witches' Child but ran out of time at an optimal hour to read over and not hate what I wrote oops. I finished the one fantasy story I was going to submit to a podcast, I have no idea how, I'm going to go ahead and say my backbrain was working on it while my frontbrain was arguing with itself over word choice in a sentence. Anyway, that's done, it might even be in shape enough for me to submit tomorrow and then I get to sort through other short stories to see what else I want to juggle working on. Although once I finish the current round of short stories I think I'll put the shorts on pause for a bit so I can do some background and some reading. I haven't read more than one or two books this month and I need to fix that.
Everything else is pretty okay. Except taxes. I don't want to do taxes. I hate doing my taxes. It sucks. But I guess that's what I'm doing this weekend or next weekend. Blergh.
Work continues to be work. I continue to worry about everyone. Tomorrow morning will be texting Groot and making sure he hasn't died abruptly of a brain bleed, the concussed idiot. Tomorrow evening will probably be half-teaching capoeira myself since I'll be the only one fit to practice. Which is to say he'll direct and I'll move and demonstrate and provide a partner. Or I can do drills while he watches and corrects my form and then we'll do some music, either way.
I did edits on The Body Shop finally, got that somewhat straightened out, did a list of edits to be done on Malachy and meant to do edits on Witches' Child but ran out of time at an optimal hour to read over and not hate what I wrote oops. I finished the one fantasy story I was going to submit to a podcast, I have no idea how, I'm going to go ahead and say my backbrain was working on it while my frontbrain was arguing with itself over word choice in a sentence. Anyway, that's done, it might even be in shape enough for me to submit tomorrow and then I get to sort through other short stories to see what else I want to juggle working on. Although once I finish the current round of short stories I think I'll put the shorts on pause for a bit so I can do some background and some reading. I haven't read more than one or two books this month and I need to fix that.
Everything else is pretty okay. Except taxes. I don't want to do taxes. I hate doing my taxes. It sucks. But I guess that's what I'm doing this weekend or next weekend. Blergh.