And then I made a post last Friday to my alumni group on Facebook that ended up generating over 500 comments. O_O So that sucked up a bunch of my time Friday and Monday, getting caught up on all the shenanigans related to that. Which included someone blogging about the thread and misquoting a bunch of people. Leading to a second thread, this one about the people upset about being misquoted and wanting the forum moderator to ban the blogger. And then the forum moderator private messaged me, because the third-party tool that he uses to help manage the community wasn’t working, and did I have “App, Websites, and Plug-ins” disabled on my Facebook account? You bet your bippy I do. And the fact that his tool was failing to see a public post because I said I didn’t want to share non-public data about myself? Proves that having that setting set to NOPE was the right choice. Why would his app/tool need to access any non-public information about me to gather stats on a public post?
At any rate, the time spent on that was time I probably should have been spending on other things. Like sleeping or loving on my kitties or working on projects for faire.
Or getting caught up on my reading. I can’t remember the last time I had time to read Live Journal. And I’m at least a week behind on Dreamwidth. I haven’t been reading the New York Times (but that’s partly by choice, I’m a bit exhausted by the relentless news cycle of hurricanes, 45, and other disasters). Or caught up on my writing. So much going on, that I haven’t had time to write about.
At least I had the energy to do some housework when I got home tonight. I vacuumed, ran a load of laundry, and washed some dishes. Yay for small progress.
I have a new cube neighbor at work, a woman perhaps about my age. Her name is Meg, and she’s a Product Manager, also working in middleware. Not sure if we’ll be working together or not, it’s only her first day in the office, she’s still getting set up after New Hire Orientation. But since my project seems to want to integrate with everything, chances are we might end up working together eventually. At least it’s going to be a bit less lonely around here (so many empty cubes near me!).
Still on baby watch.
I can't wait until Monday (I took another day off for faire recovery).
( Maybe spoilers? Not really…. )
I don’t know if I’ll keep watching this one or not. I’m not in love with it. But I don’t hate it yet either. I’ll give it a couple more episodes and see if it gets any better.
For origfic bingo:
Arc’s lying in bed, humming a lullaby to herself, before she stops and bites her lip. She glances across the room, but for once, her normally insomniac roommate is actually asleep, exhausted from over-training and getting thrown hard into the wall by another team member.
There’s always curiosity from Skylight, questions pooling in her eyes. Where did you hear that? Do you remember it? Do you remember?
Her mother used to sing her to sleep, and Arc still remembers her father tucking her in.
He betrayed her, let them bring her here.
She shakes her head and tries to forget.
But she got lots of lovins before I left for the office. Everyone did.
Until about 3:00 am, when I was woken up by the distinctive clinking of dishes and glassware. Which meant that some naughty kitty was on the kitchen counter (and that I really needed to get around to emptying and filling the dishwasher). I jumped out of bed to go yell at whoever it was. Let me tell you, discovering a brown blob on the carpeting in the middle of the night when you’re not wearing your glasses is not a fun experience.
Brutus had dragged the brownie out of the kitchen and all the way into the hallway. It definitely had teeth marks in it, so it went into the trash. *mourns loss of my brownie*
I’m more convinced than ever that the previous owner 1) probably fed these kitties people food (evidenced by all three of them swarming me the first time I bought home McDonald’s french fries) and 2) probably let the kitties go hungry more than once (evidenced by how they eat normally if I keep the food bowl full, but bolt their food if I let it go empty. And how all three of them prowl the kitchen counters looking for food scraps).
Written for origfic bingo:
They called it ‘magic’, this feeling that was supposed to overwhelm her when she finally met the one.
Air tossed another cheap paperback book across the room, narrowly missing Shadow’s head. He shot her a raised brow glance from the dresser he was sitting on.
“Boring,” she said tightly. “Unrealistic.”
She picked up another book, then wondered why she bothered. She’d tried genre after genre, looking for something she could either relate to or believe in long enough to forget the things she related to.
She sighed, admitted quietly to Shadow, “He’s not magic. He’s real.”
It’s what she wanted.
They were at the entrance to the encampment and I went running over to them and was just the biggest fangirl. “You’re the one who won the axe throwing contest at the Hitting and Stabbing Emporium, aren’t you?” She laughed, and her friends did too (I think I recognized one of them as the nun that was with her that year). We chatted for a few moments, and she said she was planning to go visit Hitting and Stabbing again.
I just think it's awesome that the nuns like to come out to the renn faire.
- Survived the trip to the vet. And the kitties not being fed until 3:00 so that their meds stayed down. There was even peaceful sleeping after all that excitement (the girls on the same ottoman, a small miracle!)
- Worked at home today which meant I got much laundry done! (Sheets, all the cat blankets, and darks)
- Also got the house tidied up and did the Hoovering. I feel like I’m almost keeping up with the housework this faire season. Go me!
- I took out the trash AND the recycling! Whoot!
- And made a grocery run. Foods! Om nom nom.
- Also paid and mailed the bills! Whoo! On a roll!
- Still on baby watch, no bébé yet.
- Secret Project #1 has finally started to come together.
- Secret Writing Projects have definitively not.
- Same for crossovering and fandom growth exchange fics.
- I’ve got a chapter to read for a friend and have been tired with the snifflies all day (wild temperature swings and that time of month mostly).
Looking forward to the weekend. May yours be great!
No ear mites. They all got treated for tapeworms. And Brutus got his anal gland squeezed (poor boo!). Hopefully between the two, that will clear up the hot spot on his tail.
Now to see how long before they forgive me. (And I can't feed them until the afternoon, so they don't upchuck their meds.). I suspect it might be a long afternoon.
Brutus is always so polite but insistent about letting me know when the food bowl is empty.
I hope he lets me get some sleep tonight.
Write a poem about
“Nature does not hurry, yet everything is accomplished.” — Lao Tzu
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