kittydesade | Entries tagged with grammar: clauses (dependent)

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Oogh. Sleepy. Don't want to be, but it's the end of a long, weird day and suddenly I realize why I'm sleepy. I actually ended up eating worse today than I usually do, on account of someone brought in cookies. Apparently, what you put into your body really does make a difference! Go figure. Yes, that was dripping sarcasm, mostly on myself. Sorry.

On the other hand? I am a LACE KNITTING BADASS. I put aside the one I'd started because the yarn was too busy and drowning out the pattern, and started a different one out of one-color lace yarn. Instead of sock yarn. And it is glorious and it is beautiful and I am all the badass for repeatedly going back and undoing and fixing my mistakes. It's actually starting to look like something. I'll have to take and post a picture when I'm done; I still need to take and post a picture of my arm warmers and post the picture of the flowers the boyfriend got me yesterday. Because he wanted to. Because he is awesome boyfriend of awesome.

Oof. Writing continues apace. And will continue tonight. It's probably a measure of how annoyed I am with my laptop and how tired I was that I completely forgot to sign into Trillian once I got the damn thing up and online last night. Le sigh. Tonight, I guess, stew and home and Japanese and writing and guitar and little else. Sleep. Lots of sleep. Last night's wasn't particularly restful.

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I have flowers on my desk now. I took a picture and will post it with the evening's Japanese should there be any (grocery shopping) but I have flowers on my desk. Because my boyfriend decided to randomly send me flowers. Have I mentioned how much I love my boyfriend? He is of the awesome.

You know what else is awesome? Lace knitting. And being able to undo my fucking mistakes at it. Which I have done twice today, oh yeah, who's badass? That would be me. Hm, though I still have a stitch off, but that's solved in this row and then, well. In the future, I'll figure it out. And I got that one scarf off the needles and done, and and and. I'm very pleased with myself, can you tell?

Japanese may not occur tonight what with the grocery shopping; after that I think it'll be just, home and then writing. I've been doing pretty well but I have a fair chunk of stuff to catch up on and since I was doing a bunch of knitting out front at work today, I didn't get any writing done. But there will be writing done tonight! I wonder, seriously, how long I can keep up the pace of this enthusiasm. It's definitely bounciness, but it's more a slow steady burn than my usual HYPER HYPER WRITE ALL THE STORIES type thing. That said, I think, sadly, my Sons of Anarchy Mary Sue will never be finished. Or maybe it will. It'll definitely never see the light of day, the whole plot is the Mary Sue relationship and that's not something I feel is a completed story, more a written out fantasy. But that's okay. We all need our fantasies.

Now, if that particular Mary Sue turns up in an actual Sons of Anarchy fic with actual plot, that'll get posted. We'll see!

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Okay. I have an ick, therefore I have Jewish penicillin. Which I have made myself. In between going for a walk, doing German AND Japanese, and some dishes. And I still have time to get in some writing. I have all the badass.

I also have all the sinus drippage, which is appropriately timed for my Japanese lesson but otherwise most inconvenient. I blame the weather this time more than the trees having sex in my nose, n account of it was 70/21 on Monday and it's now 45/7. And hasn't gotten much warmer all day. The weather keeps doing this. I dislike it.

Surprisingly, completing the edits on time looks like it'll happen with very little angst or agonizing on my part. I've gotten the ... not so much the momentum but the rhythm of things going. Hopefully I can get away with this without toppling over, considering all the other projects I'm juggling right now. Oof. No, I can do this. It'll just take some paying attention to things. And if I'm very, very lucky, in six months or so (ooh, right after Dragon Con) I'll have some idea of what to do about Angry Robot. If anything. And hopefully by the end of the year I'll have something in print and up on Amazon. Maybe more than one something. We'll see.

Oof. But right now I have writing to do, and I have chicken soup. With dumplings. Om nom.

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Dammit. That was way too quick, I need to go back and review both those sections. And then finish up dependent clauses because eesh, three more subsections.

Right. I don't need to pick up Irish and jam it into my brain just yet, not until I'm done with the Russian book. Not, the end is in sight, ACTUALLY done. And then applying it. Actually, in addition to the Rosetta things for Spanish review, I might start typing up War of the Buttons and parsing the grammar on that just to keep in practice with French. Something to think about for weekends, anyway. Oh, and I mean to Rosetta my Steam-Powered submission at some point, although I wouldn't expect that to go up anywhere. Unless it gets accepted, and then I guess I could toss in a translation as a bonus for people who buy it? Hm. Something to think about.

This? is awesome.

Huckabee saying that people should be forced to listen at gunpoint to a speaker he particularly likes is not awesome. At all. It is terroristic and violent rhetoric, bordering on hate speech. Fuck you, Huckabee. You are a public figure and a Presidential candidate. Presidential candidates do not say that they want to point guns at people until they listen to someone who espouses your point of view. Not in this country they fucking well don't. Even now, even with all this conservative, autocratic rhetoric flying around. Fuck you very much, Mr. Huckabee. You are a bigot and a bastard.

My roundup will hopefully go up tonight after I get back from Rango, because for a couple of hours my life will not be about politics or my writing deadlines and I need that. Then... actually, I feel like a lot of the writing pressure has lifted, so hopefully tonight there will be more stuff done. Because I don't, apparently, work very well under pressure except on the things that are causing the pressure. Or something. I'm sure I had one or two more things to say here, but fuck that, I'm going to go see Johnny Depp lick his own eyeball.