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Jan. 3rd, 2006 11:49 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
kittydesadeSo, apparently the boy took the car out and got the tires and alignment while I was at work, rather than just me getting off work (it was dead) and going with him. Which is sweet, since now he's down 300$ instead of me. The bad news is the back springs are shot on the car and need replaced. Like everything else. Like the whole damn car, in fact. I just need to admit that I need a truck, I think. And give in. A new truck, though. And by new I mean only two or three years old instead of THIRTEEN. Fucking bastard car.
I didn't mean it, baby. Don't hate me. Don't break.
Sou ne. Well, I'm home anyway. And I'll probably have lunch and then sit down to get some writing done. On the minus side for those of you I see on my buddy list, hah. No AIM for you. On the plus side? Daemon/Lucivar! I was working on it a little at work, taking some notes. It should be sexy. And possibly graphic.
It's possible I'll spend most of tonight and a good chunk of tomorrow watching excessive amounts of Kingdom Hospital. Not only do I need to do the one thing (that some of you know about) I also need to make inroads on my Big Damn Table. Lots and lots and lots of inroads. Two stories out of a hundred just isn't doing it. I also need to make icons of Big Damn Tableage. Moo.
More thoughts about hypergraphia today, none of them particularly interesting. Some thoughts about a certain person, but not too many. Thankfully. Again with the waking up every three hours or so last night, and I have no idea why that's going on. But it's annoying. And exhausting. Um. Not much else going on. Recovering from the wacky schedule of New Year's Eve and Day. Working on writing, editing, essays. Things. Stuff and things, things and stuff. And at this point I'm just babbling because I have very little to actually say. Which means I should be using these precious minutes to write. I think I'll go do that.
Peace out, all.
Things to do today (in no particular order):
1.Get the damn alignment and new tires on the car (UGH)
2. Edit
3. Write the first essay
4. Edit more
5.Read Books of Magic
6.Read the rest of From Hell
7.Write Tim Hunter/John Constantine (marginally better than Jake/Roland but not much)
8.Write From Hell fic
9.Write Daemon/Lucivar
10.Write more TM prompts
11.Pass out.
I didn't mean it, baby. Don't hate me. Don't break.
Sou ne. Well, I'm home anyway. And I'll probably have lunch and then sit down to get some writing done. On the minus side for those of you I see on my buddy list, hah. No AIM for you. On the plus side? Daemon/Lucivar! I was working on it a little at work, taking some notes. It should be sexy. And possibly graphic.
It's possible I'll spend most of tonight and a good chunk of tomorrow watching excessive amounts of Kingdom Hospital. Not only do I need to do the one thing (that some of you know about) I also need to make inroads on my Big Damn Table. Lots and lots and lots of inroads. Two stories out of a hundred just isn't doing it. I also need to make icons of Big Damn Tableage. Moo.
More thoughts about hypergraphia today, none of them particularly interesting. Some thoughts about a certain person, but not too many. Thankfully. Again with the waking up every three hours or so last night, and I have no idea why that's going on. But it's annoying. And exhausting. Um. Not much else going on. Recovering from the wacky schedule of New Year's Eve and Day. Working on writing, editing, essays. Things. Stuff and things, things and stuff. And at this point I'm just babbling because I have very little to actually say. Which means I should be using these precious minutes to write. I think I'll go do that.
Peace out, all.
Things to do today (in no particular order):
1.
2. Edit
3. Write the first essay
4. Edit more
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