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Nov. 14th, 2008 10:00 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
kittydesadeOhgodsotired. But on the other hand, I am done. The week of hell is over again for another roughly half a year. And I get to celebrate with what is actually a damn good approximation of a Penn Station cheesesteak and a slice of cheesecake. The only problem is it's a variety cheesecake. Hmm. What to have.
I'm sure there's stuff I should be doing. I should be working on my Nanonovel if nothing else. Just... ugh. Tired. Actually, yes. A to-do writing list.
1. Nanowrimo
2. Stephen/Max for the meme
3.Stephen, bought, WIP
4. Two stories off the to-do list
5. TM prompts
6. More Susan/Karrin, as soon as I come up with something suitable.
There's more I should be talking about. Um. Oh, we have Prednisone to give to Mikey to hopefully shrink the tumor thing so that they can remove it more easily. The doc gave us a choice between Prednisone and chemotherapy, and I don't even like to give myself a higher dose of medication than absolutely necessary, the hell if I'm doing it to my poor kitty. So, Prednisone. Which I am about to give him. Fortunately I do have the boy to help me, and he's a very... something. Limp. Cat. He's easy to move around.
And that's done. He took that surprisingly well, although he didn't want treats afterwards. I'll give him snuggles in a bit.
I should probably do some Nano tonight and go to bed. This weekend is pretty relaxed, but I do need to go in to work tomorrow and finish up some things, and then I said I'd go to a Nano event. And then there's English Country Dance that I may or may not go to on Sunday. I guess I'll see how awake I'm feeling.
Anyway. Dragons. And Sam Elliott's crotch.
I'm sure there's stuff I should be doing. I should be working on my Nanonovel if nothing else. Just... ugh. Tired. Actually, yes. A to-do writing list.
1. Nanowrimo
2. Stephen/Max for the meme
3.
4. Two stories off the to-do list
5. TM prompts
6. More Susan/Karrin, as soon as I come up with something suitable.
There's more I should be talking about. Um. Oh, we have Prednisone to give to Mikey to hopefully shrink the tumor thing so that they can remove it more easily. The doc gave us a choice between Prednisone and chemotherapy, and I don't even like to give myself a higher dose of medication than absolutely necessary, the hell if I'm doing it to my poor kitty. So, Prednisone. Which I am about to give him. Fortunately I do have the boy to help me, and he's a very... something. Limp. Cat. He's easy to move around.
And that's done. He took that surprisingly well, although he didn't want treats afterwards. I'll give him snuggles in a bit.
I should probably do some Nano tonight and go to bed. This weekend is pretty relaxed, but I do need to go in to work tomorrow and finish up some things, and then I said I'd go to a Nano event. And then there's English Country Dance that I may or may not go to on Sunday. I guess I'll see how awake I'm feeling.
Anyway. Dragons. And Sam Elliott's crotch.