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Sep. 21st, 2017 01:25 pm[personal profile] kittydesade
So I guess the good news at the dentist is I don't need any immediate work, but the bad news is I might need eventual work. Well that's fine, my regular dentist has been saying I need at least one crown for several years now, that can just fuck off another year.

The stressful news of course is I have no idea what my insurance will look like next year and I'm sorely tempted to talk to the boy and see if it's feasible for us just to get fucking married now and put me on his plan and boom done. Or maybe after we pay off Mikey's vet care. Grumpity grump. It's not necessarily a money saving solution in that the ACA was, I'm pretty sure, cheaper. But it's a security solution and it might be a money solution if it makes my goddamn dental bills cheaper. Not that I have as many of them as I used to but it still annoys me.

Fuckit, those are money problems for another day, I have insurance till December. Unlike a lot of other people, we have a contingency plan if I do lose insurance or if it becomes unaffordable. Heh.

So goddamn tired. I don't know how, I slept a lot last night as well as the nap. I think this might be stress tired. Which at least means picking up the house might help, which I might actually get to do tonight if I keep getting writing shit done at work. I even remembered to post the second character interview on my Patreon (and all the character interviews are open to the public) and cross-post that to other places. I got my edits done too, which means I don't have to use as much brain to do my evening writing tasks.

... Okay the list of things to do in the house is getting absurd long. So I guess it's get whatever I get done, done, and then move the rest onto a list to do tomorrow and maybe over the weekend.

Had the funniest moment today while I was being very tired and working on writing stuff. I was running edits on Long Road and fixing a scene based on what I now know Viking houses to look like and all "Hee, I know things now" and that inevitably led to "Hee. I drink and I know things." and now I need at least a shirt and a mug with that on it.

Ugh. And we're going out for dinner tonight, which is good, and running errands but it's going to be late by the time we get back and I'll still have to do languages and writes and try and get some of the house stuff done that I meant to do and bleergh. At least I'll probably sleep well tonight, too. I just want things to calm the fuck down for one goddamn week. Last week it was hurricanes and illness, this week it was all manner of medical everything including the damn vet visit. One week! Of relative calm and quiet! Is that too much to no don't answer that I know what the answer is.
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Sep. 20th, 2017 10:36 pm[personal profile] kittydesade
So the day started out fine, I rolled out of bed, I got showered and stretched and started putting my face on, and that's about when everything went to shit.

We took Mikey to the vet. Or rather I called, made an appointment for 8.30 since that was the one morning appointment they had open, the boy was on his way home so I stuffed Mikey into the carrier so he could just grab him and go. Mikey flipped out and started clawing at the carrier so rather than have him break a claw or worse on the thing, I pulled on a bra and boots and took an antihistamine (yes I with the six cats have cat allergies and vet visits are nightmares) and went with him to make sure he didn't hurt himself in the car.

We were there for about an hour while they X-rayed him and did a blood panel all to reveal that nothing is detectably or severely wrong to cause the vomiting, plus confirming to the vet that he's an active kitty still eating and eliminating as usual. So on the plus side he's a relatively healthy kitty except for the vomiting. On the minus side, vomiting. Still. And now I'm late to work.

So we pile him back into the house, I go finish getting ready and throw on some clothes and drink some lemonade because I haven't had breakfast yet, we get on to the short drive to work and promptly get stuck in standstill traffic for thirty minutes while fire trucks scream down the shoulder next to us because I don't even know what the fuck happened there. We shot past work instead and stopped at a grocery store to get me breakfast and sushi for lunch.

The chocolate chip muffins I thought I got were not in fact chocolate chip muffins, they were fucking cranberry muffins. Which might actually taste fine but that was not what I fucking wanted. And work was of course busy busy busy with no opportunity to sit down, rest and process until after all the time sensitive shit was done. I skipped capoeira and went home and napped after calling Mom to whine at her, and I meant to nap for forty five minutes but instead ended up sleeping for over two hours and in short: fuck this day.

AND I have a dental cleaning tomorrow. Pre-emptively fuck tomorrow too.
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Sep. 19th, 2017 07:21 pm[personal profile] kittydesade
I woke up and I actually slept so long and hard (with the help of NyQuil admittedly, I am starting to wonder if I need to wash the damn sheets because something something I'm not sure, we did just wash them last week ish) that I was able to get up, get showered, get stretched, and do capoeira exercises! For the first time since before DragonCon! AMAZE.

Of course that means I got another up close and personal feel of how weak and not so much out of shape as a bit out of shape and a lot still in recovery I am, yay. Fucking con crud. Fucking lungs. Fucking body.

I did finish the first two character interviews for Turing Shrugged though. So that's not nothing. It also has some summary copy for Kindle, and now Starlight does too. I finished a scene in Starlight, worked on some of Long Road. Things happened. Progress was made.

Paid off the lesser of two credit cards. Again. Which actually is not a bad thing to be doing, paying off a credit card repeatedly. It's just the greater of the two credit cards that bugs me, although I'm still nowhere near to being up at the average of individual credit card debt in this country. Which is kind of scary. And that's just the credit card debt, thanks be to the Goddess and my family I don't have student loan debt anymore. But eeegh credit card debt, over time, paying down. Not picking up any more absurd hobbies like makeup and spending a shitload on establishing them. Or hoarding things to draw with/knit/paint for the next ever. Ahem, Me Of Last Year.

(My yarn stash is truly terrifying. And I don't knit nearly fast enough.)

At some point this week goddammit I will get packages out. There's a couple of them that have been sitting here for ages. And I have been both hyper and hungry all day, no idea what the actual fuck is up with that. And my brain is leaping around all over the goddamn place, I was in the middle of a character interview and I had a Khan Academy window open to copy over physics equations and I ended up doing neither of those things in favor of doing a quiz on the parts of the cell. What the hell brain. We got sleep last night, we didn't slam back a giant pack of pixy sticks.
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Sep. 18th, 2017 10:55 pm[personal profile] kittydesade
There's something particularly offensive about when you actually go to fucking bed on time or even a bit early, and then stay up thrashing for two hours and wake up again two hours after that and. Yeah. Guess what I spent all last night doing. I'm honestly amazed I'm as functional as I am right now.

Work is getting done, though. Slowly.

I managed to sit my ass through the rest of The Defenders yesterday (it was not as bad as I thought!) and then managed to be so enthusiastic about it that I got [personal profile] lireavue to watch it and now I get to have hilarious fun listening to her exhort Matt and Jessica and yell at Danny Rand. It's so distinctive, Danny Rand's role is, that she started yelling at him and I was all "Oh you're at the point where he storms into the room and is all I AM THE IMMORTAL IRON FIST YOU WILL CEASE YOUR EVILDOING AT ONCE" That's not even a spoiler really, that's his role in the entire goddamn show. To storm around saying he's the Immortal Iron Fist and people will cease to be awful. Oh honey. That's so not how it works. You're adorable. Here's a pair of safety scissors and some construction paper. Don't eat the paste.

I think Monday's language exercises will always be entering information into Duolingo's tiny cards for Hindi and Arabic. I tried using Memrise but mastering a whole other keyboard on top of a bunch of other vocab words is a step too far, and it was so difficult I just stopped doing the lessons entirely. So flash cards are better. Hopefully if I do a little of this every night before bed etc I'll get better at it. I can do the grammar, but the vocab is kicking my ass. But it's nice to be picking up these languages again.

But. Blergh. I underestimated the amount of time it would take to get that and the bread done. STILL. It's been the most productive day and evening I've had in a couple weeks, partly because allowing myself to do shit but also just.... I'm not sure why else, actually, considering I got fuck all for sleep. So I guess I'll take it, and try and finish what I don't get done tonight, tomorrow. As per usual but this time with some hope that it'll happen.
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The Red Star: Deluxe Edition Volume 2

Sep. 18th, 2017 07:37 am[personal profile] marycatelli posting in [community profile] books
The Red Star: Deluxe Edition Volume 2 by Christian Gossett

The continuing story -- to the end of the published issues. Spoilers ahead for the earlier volume.

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The Red Star: Deluxe Edition Volume 1

Sep. 17th, 2017 12:12 am[personal profile] marycatelli posting in [community profile] books
The Red Star: Deluxe Edition Volume 1 by Christian Gossett

An alternative, magitech-based USSR and a disastrous battle. . .

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Captain Kidd has gone down in history as America's most ruthless buccaneer, fabulously rich, burying dozens of treasure chests up and down the eastern seaboard. But it turns out that most everyone, even many respected scholars, have the story all wrong. Captain William Kidd was no career cut-throat; he was a tough, successful New York sea captain who was hired to chase pirates. His three-year odyssey aboard the aptly named Adventure galley pitted him against arrogant Royal Navy commanders, jealous East India Company captains, storms, starvation, angry natives, and, above all, flesh-and-blood pirates.

A really interesting book about the pirate turned pirate hunter who wasn't as ruthless or had as much treasure as people thought.

After his time as a pirate in the Caribbean he settled in New York City, married a wealthy widow & became respectable. Through a chance meeting he is commissioned by William III of England to capture pirates in the Indian Ocean. Run-ins with the English Navy, his crew not being paid because they can't find any pirates & crossing paths with his old shipmate (& mutineer against Kidd) Robert Culliford lead to his eventual downfall.
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Sep. 15th, 2017 05:17 pm[personal profile] kittydesade
Still bone-deep tired and constantly feeling on the verge of at least physical collapse. Mentally I'm all right but I need more than one night of decent sleep. Last night was interrupted once by falling asleep on a battery, a cable, and a corner of my Kindle (my fault) and the boy being woken up constantly by cats (no one's fault but he definitely doesn't sleep through them as hard as I do).

I did, however, somewhere in the last several days think of measuring the summaries of other science fiction/urban fantasy/fantasy books as far as their Amazon entries go, and rather than the Amazon upper limit of 4000 characters they're all between 800 and 1200 characters. So that's fine and I don't have to worry about that. I'm not sure what else I can do as far as advertising other than keep talking about it and posting things on Patreon, which I'm going to try and write up some tonight. Character interviews, um. I had a whole thing somewhere. I will try to write them up tonight and then I don't have to think about it in the future, hah.

(That doesn't mean do it now in the last 20 minutes of work, self. Don't be an idiot.)

I did manage to get together some vague Twitter flags for the damn thing though. And for a miracle I wrote down the damn settings on the layers of text graphic I did. I wrote it on my grocery list so we'll see if I remember where I put the fucker when I get home, but hey.

So many things I want to do and my brain wants to do none of them. Mostly my brain wants to sleep. I do have half an idea what I need to be doing as far as writing goes, which is mostly Long Road, Roc, and finish Starlight. And then I can work on the fun stuff or at least switch to doing Long Road and writing something but aargh my brain doesn't want to produce finished product, just random ideas. So sleepy.
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Sep. 14th, 2017 01:15 pm[personal profile] kittydesade
Well. I'm not quite as tired as I expected, physically anyway. I am on the edge of being fed up with everything, but that's a day in the current regime anyway. On the other hand work was at first relatively easy stuff like making sample cards for our yarn line, and then a lot of running around collecting stuff, shipping stuff, and other problem solving along those lines. For a break after that I finished my assigned chapter of the genocide translation, so, um. Well now I'm tired and in a mood.

Probably a mood to get pasta at Trader Joe's and cookies and just eat them all tonight, heh. Or potatoes. Suddenly I really want a shitload of potatoes. Mashed. With butter and salt. Basically, There Will Be Carbs.

I also haven't done nearly as much writing or drawing practice as I wanted to today, which sometimes happens and that's fine, I'll get it done tonight. And cutting and cooking chicken. And some exercise. And reading my book I was in the middle of enjoying.

But right now I'm just in a surly, sad, giving-up-on-the-world-because-humanity-sucks mood. Which I suppose reading about genocide will do to you.
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Sep. 13th, 2017 11:40 pm[personal profile] kittydesade
Apparently having noticed that I do in fact remember what sleep is, my body has decided that I need all of it. I got a good eight hours (normally I need six in warmer months, seven in winterish) last night, plus a nap, and now my eyes are doing the thing again and I get the feeling I'm going to be doing an eight-nine hour night again tonight. Oy.

I mean to go to bed early tonight but I got distracted, of all damn things, doing a translation of a French document on the Armenian genocide so not only there went my early bedtime but also my peace of mind before I sleep, yay.

I did get another scene in Starlight done though. There might have been more but we got distracted at work trying to install a printer onto my computer so orders stop getting lost by having to print remotely on a printer up in a corner of the store. It's not ideal. (Okay they also somewhat got lost because I left for DragonCon and that can tend to mean shit goes sideways but argh.) Um. No, but, scene in Starlight. Some stuff worked out in my head as far as the Rochester sisters go. It was a productive day.

But I meant to go to bed early and it's now fifteen minutes past my bedtime and I'm not only physically tired, I'm tired of humans as well. Which I guess translating descriptions of genocide will do that to you.
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Sep. 12th, 2017 11:22 am[personal profile] kittydesade
I did not get to sleep in a warm bed for 10-12 hours. Instead I got high winds, terrifyingly bendy trees, and things banging on my windows at all hours of the mornings, and also power line? transformer? something of the loud bang bright light power blips for five minutes line of things. Till FOUR IN THE MORNING.

I did not get a lot of sleep last night. Oddly, I feel more alert and aware than I have in the last several days, which I guess means I'm much less sick even though also much more tired.

I don't even know what I'm going to get done today, but I'm going to try to get something done. I guess I can start listing things that I've done here so I can remind myself that ... something. I really need to unhitch my self-worth from my productivity somehow, too. That's a major problem.

Done This Day, Despite Trials
Day job: Checked in supplier order
Day job: Finished off other lingering supplier order
Day job: Got the shipping done
Sorted out some promo for Turing Shrugged
Finished a goddamn short story for Turing Shrugged promo/character development
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Sep. 11th, 2017 05:08 pm[personal profile] kittydesade
I exist. I'm just not very happy about it.

So I thought I was going to be better by Monday and it turns out that "better" actually means I am going to be upright for most of the workday doing things at my desk and not have energy for much else when I get home. Which is annoying as much as anything because I was going to start gearing back up for writing this coming weekend, and getting back into training shape, and that's not going to happen if I'm falling asleep all over the place.

During one of my copious naps over the weekend, well, I woke up to the boy asking me if I'd seen Bat Cat lately. We couldn't find him. He'd gotten out somehow, I have no idea how because I spent most of the day sleeping. But on the plus side he's also the most still feral, and true 'nuff, in the morning around breakfast time I staggered in my pj's out onto the back porch and called him and he came trotting up like the asshole he is, like nothing was wrong.

Meanwhile Mikey is being an expensive cat again, having acquired an infection from nobody has any idea where that went untreated for longer than it should have because he had no damn symptoms apart from vomiting which at first we assumed was Mikey Stop Eating The Plants. Which has happened before. Energy was fine, appetite was fine, drinking was fine, the litterbox was fine, but no. Apparently infection. So now we have antibiotics and a follow-up to deal with.

(And at all of this I'm having one of the more mildly annoying weeks/weekends, not even getting into the friends who went through the hurricane.)

Mostly the universe just needs to start handing out breaks and I don't suspect it will anytime soon but argh. And I just want to sleep in a warm bed for about 10-12 hours.


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