Busy ass day

Monday, 6 March 2017 11:58 pm
apollymi: Lina, falm palming, giant sweat drop, no text (Slay**Lina: Fuckwittery (Facepalm))
I'm not even sure what to say for today.

I can safely state that my hand hurts worse today than it did yesterday, so obviously the lidocaine wore off quite thoroughly. We've been doing a bit of an emergency spot clean of the house, so it's definitely throbbing now.

[personal profile] katsuko and I could both swear that, when we moved into these apartments back in January 2016, we paid the $600 pet fee, spread between a few months. We got a notice on the door saying "You have pets and they aren't on your lease - fix this now". As well as one saying to clean the damn house, which we did. Oh god, how we've did. I hurt in all new ways than I was already hurting before. I'm actually waiting on the pain to die down a bit so that I can go to bed.

But I can't find any information with that kind of stuff on it, saying we paid or discussed it with her or writing. Looking back over the lease from last year, they put us down as having no pets, even though we provided information saying we do. So, I guess it'll be our word against theirs, and I imagine ours will lose, since it's apparently our verbal discussion versus their written information.

On a happier note, I did get everything up to date on [community profile] eternal_sailorm and DarkMagick.net, at least as far as The Magnificent Seven stories go. I also updated the Mag7 recommendations page too. So... productive, yes?

And I'm really out of things to talk about already. We need to be going to bed, so that we can get up and get interview/work ready in the morning ahead of [personal profile] katsuko's 7:00 a.m. shift, but all the cleaning we've done today means we're not tired. Sore? Yes. Hurting? Oh definitely. Shaky? Sadly so. But tired? Not even a little.

whinging

Sunday, 5 March 2017 10:34 pm
apollymi: Bakura and Kaiba, close up on eyes, text reads "Your eyes" (YGO**Bakura/Kaiba: Your eyes)
Yesterday's post was almost nothing but whinging. I didn't delete it: I just made it private-locked. It seemed like a better thing to do.

I feel like I should have gone with this morning, after all, though. I ended up slicing my hand badly enough that I needed either five or six stitches. To top it all off, I also had to walk the 35 or so minutes to the Urgent Care to get it fixed up, because [personal profile] katsuko was in the car. She ended up meeting me there, though, so that was nice. But it did take up most of our limited time that we had for food, which was a bummer. And all I managed to prep for the week before I cut myself was the sweet potatoes.

So there is that. Which was a pain. It will likely continue to be a pain for quite a while, seeing as how I have to go back on Wednesday for them to check how it's healing... and then the next Wednesday to get the stitches removed... if it's healing well on Wednesday. The LPN wasn't terribly certain that it was going to reattach, given the depth and severity of the cut. She actually used the word "gnarly"... and not in the 90s slang way either.

So I've got about six sutures in my left thumb, a metric shit ton of bandages on top of that, a splint, and this blue Coban stuff that holds the splint in place. I look like I'm smuggling a blue mummy around.

And I got no damn sympathy from most of my restaurant people. Chloe went with the old "good job" comment. Jesús just laughed and wanted to touch it and poke at it. Claudio did a wince at the number of stitches, but mostly he laughed and poked fun (but not in a mean way). Jennifer suggested I invest in some cutting gloves for the kitchen, which was nice. And Duncan was sweet as can be and helped me grab things where he could to help out. And that was very good.

Right now I'm practicing typing with nine fingers, and that's working a lot better than texting with one hand did. So that's a semi-positive, yeah?

I don't think I'm going to be catching up on my words for the day. I mean, I have a pretty sizable surplus, so I don't have to do a 1,000 words a day. It just makes me happier to have accomplished it.

So yeah, today blew like mad, I only have use of nine fingers right now, and the lidocaine is wearing off.

FML was invented for days like today.

Lady dammit

Friday, 3 March 2017 11:46 pm
apollymi: Richard III on castle wall, next to sign reading "Not Fair" (HH**Richard3: Not fair)
Sorry. The subject line references my cat Boo, who is indeed a lady, dammit. She might be a distinctly solid state (I'm not going to say she's fat, but she's got some heft to her) and she might be opinionated as fuck, but she's sweet as can be... and when she wants to be on a lap (at least when the lap belongs to [personal profile] katsuko), she'll circle back and forth and polite put one foot up on her lap until she gets permission. Because she's a lady, dammit.

Today was a long day, with catering in the morning, a long gap in the afternoon, and then dinner shift, all at Mirko. It would have been a lot longer if [personal profile] katsuko hadn't called out of IKEA for this morning. She was scheduled to be there at 6:00... which would have meant leaving the house no later than 5:15, so getting up by 4:30. I was already at the point of tired where I was setting dark skittering shapes out of the corner of my eye, which is the point of tired I don't enjoy being. Loopy enough for some all over the place writing? Fan-fucking-tastic. Loopy enough to see shit that ain't there? Pass.

So only doing the catering and not IKEA today meant that I got to get caught up a bit on some sleep. No more dark skittering shapes out of the corner of my eye, which was damn good, I think. If I hadn't had massive amounts of soda today, I would probably already be in bed trying to get some more damn sleep. Mmmm, sleep. It sounds lovely, but I'm a little too wired for it right now.

[personal profile] katsuko and I have just about finished with that scene of great heartbreak on Wicked Ones. We had to scrap about 400 words of it, because it was getting way too close to permanently and irreparably breaking the characters beyond what even we could fix. Joshua was at the point of just emotionally shattering, in a very literal sense, and... yeah. While it was very well written and evocative, it just broke the boys too much to leave in. I much prefer the new version we did today.

And yeah, I'm tired and sore and am giving some thought to giving bed a try anyway, soda or no soda.

So... later, all.

Early mornings

Thursday, 2 March 2017 03:53 pm
apollymi: Blank background, text reads "Sometimes you just have to say Screw Canon" (Text: Sometimes screw canon)
I'm not digging these early mornings. I think I might be getting shit done, but I'm still not digging them. It's not my idea of a good time. Or they wouldn't be so bad if maybe, just maybe, I could managed a decent bedtime the night before. Not last night, though.

Last night, [personal profile] katsuko and I finally sat down wrote part of the scene we still needed to do for Wicked Ones: the beginnings of the reconciliation scene between Goody and Joshua. Oh gods, that was seriously painful to write. I cried. She cried. It was great. And painful. But great. What's bad, though, is that we're not done with the scene. She's working on a Billy and Vasquez-centric part to come after (and takes place at the same time as the reconciliation chapter), and every time I read it, I have to grin.

Hell, I said this to [personal profile] katsuko when we were writing: we've broken one of our boys, but this one needed to be broken in order to be fixed. Poor, poor boys. They didn't know what they get themselves into, letting the two of us write them.

To any effect, what we wrote last night on Wicked Ones is so painful that I can't write on the kittens, aka the happy fluffy AU of Wicked Ones. I might try to work on Lev7 a bit. I don't know yet. I need to make some more words happen, even if I'm already many days ahead on #365k/365Day. I think I'm something like two weeks ahead of where I need to be, which isn't too shabby, I guess.

But I still need to sit [personal profile] katsuko down and us get through this series. Because I've left one boy half-broken, and that might be a bit mean.

Later, all.

A lazy, lazy day

Wednesday, 1 March 2017 10:14 pm
apollymi: Hotaru skipping happily, text reads "The Hotaru-verse is a shiny and fluffy place with skipping" (SDK**Hotaru: It's a skipping happy unive)
We ended up not going to bed until late yesterday, with the thought that we had nowhere to be today, so we might as well do all the writing and stuff we want and to hell with sleep. So yeah, we ended up going to bed around 3:00 in the morning... and then I still woke up before 9:00 in the morning because Roo needed his loving.

I swear, he and Jimi are conspiring against me. Jimi gets himself settled between my knees in such a way that I can't move around in the night... which means I can't move into a position that prevents Roo from settling across my chest. It's like being tag-teamed. They're smart and devious boys, that's for sure.

I have a follow-up interview with GSU set for Tuesday, in response to the telephone interview I had last week. This one will be face to face in the department that I would be working in, with the people I would be working with. So that's a good thing. Also Mum forwarded my resume to a doctor in Kennesaw she's worked with before and who is in need of an Administrative Assistant, so there is that. Maybe. Just maybe. I'm not holding my breath. I'm tired of getting my hopes up and then getting them dashed to the ground again.

Right now, [personal profile] katsuko and I are working on the reconciliation chapter of Wicked Ones... and I want to shake both of these boys. Or smack them both with a rolled up newspaper. They kind of deserve it. They both need to stop and actually listen to each other, and they ain't doing a good job of that, even when finally making their apologies.

So, yeah, we're just going to keep working on that and get it out of the way. That sounds like a good plan. I like this plan. I think we're going to do that.

So, later, all.

Ehhh, something

Tuesday, 28 February 2017 11:01 pm
apollymi: Hicks holding Ripley back, text reads "Together" (Aliens**Hicks/Ripley: Together)
It's been a full day, but overall, it's been pretty all right. I did the catering this morning, and I took a picture of something appeal to my Magnificent Seven Tumblr crew.

Oh yeah, I'm developing a Tumblr crew. (It's Mardi Gras, so I'm having a hard time not calling it a "Tumblr Krewe", because I'm a dork.) There are now about six or seven of us Mag7 types on Tumblr just all in a more or less permanent state of amusement with one another. Seven would be all poetical, but I'm not sure we're there yet.

I'm back working on Memento Mori again, somehow. I've really just been playing with it off and on since November, but somehow the words started coming for it again. So I'm happy about that.

[personal profile] katsuko and I just finished rewatching The Magnificent Seven with the subtitles on. This is no surprise. I'm a little hard of hearing, so we usually watch with the subtitles on. This time was special, though, in that we watched it with the Spanish language subtitles on. It was purely so that we could get all the damn Spanish that Vasquez says when he's shooting McCann... and that bit wasn't even translated. Of fucking course.

Anyway, I think I'm going to work on Memento Mori for a bit while I'm waiting for midnight... so that I can post on After Midnight. Because I'm a damn dork like that.

Later, all.

So early

Monday, 27 February 2017 06:36 am
apollymi: Close ups of Arthur and Eames, no text (Incep**Eames/Arthur: Perchance to dream)
Christ, it's early. I got here just as Panera was opening, and I'm going to be here until it's time for me to head over to IKEA again for the day. [personal profile] katsuko had the 6 a.m. shift today, and there just isn't a good way to get her over here without me coming too. So, unless I drive her up here, drive back home, and then drive back up here to pick her up... in time for us to go to Mirko... Unless all of that happens, I just have to find place to hang out for huge chunks of the day.

And of course, we're still trying to baby the car a bit yet, so I don't want to do all that driving on it. I could let her take the car and come back to pick me up after she gets off... but she would be driving right past Mirko to come back to Roswell and get me, so that's not really feasible.

I sometimes wish we could afford a place in Atlantic Station. It would really save us a lot of time and mileage. She could walk or take the shuttle to IKEA. Right now, I would only have to drive about five miles to Mirko. But it's a little bit in vain. We can't afford Atlantic Station right now. We can't afford the nearby Loring Heights or Ansley Park or even Midtown proper. (Definitely not Ansley Park. Definitely not.)

That's not stopping me from looking at the prices of homes in that area. It's wishful thinking, but still...

I've been putting in applications as much as I can over the last few days. It's been a bit of a headache. I'm ready to be working full-time again and be out of the restaurant, but it doesn't seem to be happening quickly. I've been applying for full-time jobs the entire time I've been at the restaurant... and nothing yet.

Still... what can I do but keep on trying? It's getting harder and harder to keep my chin up, but I'm still trying for now. I still keep on keeping on, for now, no matter how hard it is. For instance, this month, I'm not sure if we're going to be able to pay to keep the storage or pay to keep the lights on. I doubt there's going to be money enough to renew the hosting, which means all the sites and their emails are going to go dark for a while.

And ain't that the story of our life right now.

From Mirko

Sunday, 26 February 2017 08:57 pm
apollymi: Stitch with a cape and a swimsuit top on his head, text reads "I'm the goddamn Batman" (L&S**Stitch: I am the goddamn Batman)
I had intended to make a post before I left IKEA this morning, but you can see how well that worked out. I never managed to stay connected for more than five minutes at a time, and it's been a bit of an issue with trying to get anything done.

Of course, now I'm having the issue of people being noisy -- and nosy -- and that's a issue of a whole different sort. I didn't have to worry to much about people joining me at my sofa, because I sat crossways, which made a difference. No one joined me on the couch, but I did get a lot of dirty looks. I just decided I didn't care.

And now we're watching the Oscars, and I'm smiling over Chris Evans... because Chris Evans.

Anyway, later, all.
apollymi: Godzilla - Text reads "Warning: Cranky! Proceed with caution" (Godzilla**Godzilla: Warning: cranky - U)
I'm feeling vaguely accomplished. I managed to get Wicked Ones and Wicked Ones: The Early Years posted to [community profile] eternal_sailorm on the same day that I posted them to AO3. I'm still failing at getting them on DarkMagick.net, but that's something I cannot do at IKEA. I can barely do as much as I have with it here at IKEA. The wifi is a joke lately. If it stays connected for five minutes at a time, I count it as a god damn miracle.

I wish I was exaggerating.

Aside from that, I've been trying to get my words done for the day. It hasn't been easy. I wrote 150 words last night, but when I booted the computer up this morning, it only showed 86. When it synced again later today, I dropped from 200 or so down to 120. So I'm not sure what's going on with Scrivener. It could just be the app not playing happily with the computer version, but who knows.

Whole damn restaurant for people to pick from, and yet they keep on sitting down on the other end of my couch. I don't get it. I wouldn't do that to other people, no more than I would sit down at someone else's table next to them.

Hell, maybe I ought to start doing that. Remember these people's faces and just plop down next to them when they sit down to eat. See how they like it. Because I damn sure don't like it. I'm going to start sitting across the couch instead of sticking to one end. Maybe that'll break people of it.

Somehow I doubt it, though. I'm not sure if I look nice or something, but when I'm working, it breaks my concentration when someone flops down hard on the other end of my seat... and then give me dirty ass looks like I'm disturbing them. And I certainly don't want to leave and go to the restroom with someone sitting in this seat. I've come back to people going through my bag with that before.

It's one thing when they ask first and I can move my stuff, but it's something else altogether when they just flop their asses down. Obviously, I don't like it.

Fuck it. The latest one's up, so I'm turning and putting my feet up on the other end of the couch. I don't give a shit anymore. I'm done trying to be nice or polite or much of anything else.

Now let's see if I can't stay connected long enough to post this entry. I guess we'll see, huh?

Something

Friday, 24 February 2017 11:45 pm
apollymi: Hicks training Ripley w/weapons, Ripley looking over shoulder at him, text reads "You started this. Show me everything" (Aliens**Hicks/Ripley: Show me everything)
I'm not too sure how man words I have in me today. I'm tired... but what else is new? It seems like I'm always tired.

I did a phone interview today with Georgia State University in the Academic Testing department. Were I to get the job, it would mostly be overseeing testing to make certain that no one cheats, or at least that's what it sounds like from the description. I also went ahead and applied for two more jobs at GSU while I was on the site. It seemed like a good idea at the time. We'll see if anything comes of any of it, yeah?

I'm not exactly holding my breath here. After all, I've lost count how many applications and interviews I've done since I moved to Atlanta in 2013. It has to be over 1,100 applications and 25 interviews, though. I'm starting to think I'm going to be stuck at the restaurant until the day I die... because it's going to kill me.

I'm working on getting the next bit of Wicked Ones posted. I'm also trying to persuade that particular Joshua to let me finish the scene we're in, but he's not in the mood to cooperate. Whatever happened to my talkative Mean Joshua who gave me so many words over November, December, and January? Where did he go? Is it because I bragged on my philosophy of "shut up and let the Mean Faraday talk"? Because if so, not cool, man. I need words. I need all the words.

Gods, I could just fall sleep right where I'm sitting: scrunched up in a corner of the couch in [personal profile] katsuko's room, heading lolling to one side, kitty tucked up to my side. Roo has been a wonderful helper today, after all. It's been a very good thing. I wish he could go do the hosting at Mirko for me sometimes, but I'll take the rest of the help I get from him. Right now it's the "holding the couch down so it doesn't float away" kind of help, which is very, very important, you know.

What I need to be doing when the gay cowboys aren't talking to me is working on the rewrite of Color of Life. Instead, I'm just sort of sitting here, staring at my Tumblr like it's going to do a trick. To be fair, it might. You never really know with Tumblr.

Anyway, I should be writing, but since I'm drifting off and having a very hard time typing without typos, I'm thinking I'm going to call it a night.

Later, all.

Updating

Thursday, 23 February 2017 11:35 pm
apollymi: Princess Serenity sitting on a throne, deep in thought, no text (BSSM**Usagi: Contemplation (Serenity))
I've had a full day, but most of it has been babbling. Honestly! I've babbled on Tumblr. I've babbled in review responses. I've babbled at work. I've babbled to the felines. None of it has been on any real substance, but it's made me feel a little better.

I've been in meltdown mode most of the day, to be honest. Mum hasn't been much better. She's been in panic "what do we do now" mode. I don't have the answers to that. Right now, I barely have the answers of what I'm going to eat for my next meal, much less how to recover from not getting a job I both wanted and needed... again.

#365k/365Day is still coming along nicely enough. I'm still sitting a few days ahead, though not as much as I would like to be. I'm going to keep trying to build that lead. I've got a ways yet to go to be where I want to be.

And I started on the second Wicked Ones "What If...?" story. This one is titled "Wild Horses" for now. It builds off a question asked by one of the WO characters about what their lives would have been like if they'd both been too young to fight in the War. So instead of being 11 and 18 in 1861, Goody and Joshua were both roughly 11 at the time. (There is an in story explanation for this. It's still not nice, because they still didn't have a worthwhile father.)

And now, I'm going the fuck to bed. I've got catering in the morning, barely enough time for a quick lunch with [personal profile] katsuko before I drop her off at IKEA, a phone interview with GSU, and then back to Mirko. It's another full day. Fun times.

Later, all.

Happy birthday to me

Wednesday, 22 February 2017 10:43 pm
apollymi: Bakura looking smug, text reads "Lead me into temptation" (YGO**Bakura: Lead me INTO temptation)
It's been... a day. I guess that's the best way to put it. It's been a day.

Roo woke me up around 7:30 this morning when he decided boobs would be the best place to sleep in comfort. He also woke [personal profile] katsuko up at around 8:30 this morning when he decided to hock up a hairball... mostly on the electronic, but also on me. I ended up have to quickly cut off the power to one surge protector and unplug it, because that's where he managed to hit.

We lazed about the house for a bit before going to lunch at Macaroni Grill. Yes, I know: I work at an Italian restaurant, but I still decided to go out to eat at an Italian restaurant for my birthday. Mac Grill has had a special place for me ever since I first discovered it in Tallahassee. I won't say that I'd eat there every day, but we did used to do it once a week back then. Not so much now, of course, but that's a different story. After lunch, we killed some time in the North Point Mall and had some hot tea, until we felt we had digested enough to go get cupcakes.

We were going to go to Panera and try to write next, but I got a phone call from GPLS right as we were leaving CamiCakes. I didn't get the job, of course: it once again came down to one other person and me, and she had more recent admin experience. So that's another job down the toilet. They did say that they might be having a different position coming open, possibly in a few months, that I might be qualified for. Whole lot of not certainty in that sentence, huh?

So, yeah, we went to Panera, but there wasn't enough in for me for writing. Hell, there's not really enough in me now for it. I'm still going to try, mind you, if the boys are willing to cooperate.

And I made a Jellybean gif on Tumblr... because the world needs to know the cuteness that is my Jellybean, my Ava.

We ended up driving up to Dawsonville and returned a bag I bought at the Vera Bradley outlet last week. Or rather, we exchanged it, because I got one that was just a wee bit bigger but in the same pattern. We walked around a while there and then came home... with [personal profile] desolate03 chatting with us on the phone pretty much all the way home, which was nice. We don't get to talk to our T-Kitty often enough anymore.

So we didn't do as much -- or spend as much money -- as we did for [personal profile] katsuko's birthday, but that's probably not a bad thing, since rent is coming up due real soon.

And I'm out of things to say. I hope tomorrow will be better for writing, because right now, I'm just not feel much of anything good.

Later, all.

Stupid early

Tuesday, 21 February 2017 06:50 am
apollymi: Sleepy orange kitten, text reads "Not awake not not not not not" (Kitten: Not awake)
I said last night that I had to get up stupid early to take [personal profile] katsuko to IKEA. Hello and welcome to stupid early. This post will be a huge ramble, because it's stupid early. Those two words might well be a theme for this post. I'm really tired, so I'm really babbly.

Cut for politics, US healthcare, and rants on Buckhead )

Cut for talking about writing and Mag 7 )

And finally, without a cut... Tomorrow's my birthday. I'm not even sure that I'm going to be able to go visit the family for it. Money's just too tight. [personal profile] katsuko and I celebrated her birthday too hard earlier in the month. I feel like I would be remiss to not include a link to my Amazon wishlists, though. Ummm, I like fanart and fanfic?

And I've killed most of the time I needed to wait, so I'm gonna close this off now. Later, all.

Something fast

Monday, 20 February 2017 11:23 pm
apollymi: The Labyrinth goblins staring out of dark background, text reads "The goblins are out to get you" (Labyrinth**Goblins: Out to get you!)
I'm going to make something really quick here, because I fell asleep in the middle of writing an entry last night. (Whoops.) Not exactly ideal, yeah? Go, team me, with the embarrassing, huh?

Tomorrow's an early morning too, with me having to drop off [personal profile] katsuko at IKEA at 6:00. ~.~ After that, it's over to Panera Bread to kill time until the kitchen guys get there for us to do the catering order. So I have to kill from around 6:15 until around 8:45, roughly speaking, given how long it takes to get from IKEA to Panera and then to get from Panera to Mirko.

I'll do the catering tomorrow and drive it over to its two respective schools, though thankfully not in my own car, and then it's back over to IKEA to pick up [personal profile] katsuko again. We're going to go from there to the tag office to renew Shinigami's plates ahead of my birthday on Wednesday. I think [personal profile] katsuko is planning on moving laundry up to tomorrow instead of Wednesday like normal, and I think that's about it.

Writing. That needs to happen, and a lot of it needs to happen. I'm still running ahead of the year. It's Day 51. I'm sitting at 58,195 words so far for the year. It's respectable. I'm not behind. But I'm losing my surplus. [personal profile] katsuko is running about 2500 words behind right now. I know that, once the April Camp NaNoWriMo rolls around, we'll be able to get caught up and get some more, but we're trying not to fall so far behind that Camp can't catch us up. So far she's had 4 days completely without writing. I've managed to avoid that, but my word day has been 465 words... and I've had a few of those kinds of days during February. Most days are still over 1000 words, but not enough of them to make me happy. I'll get back over there, though. I just need these damn boys to start cooperating.

I might need to include Roo in "these damn boys". He's giving the laptop some major headbutting love, enough to damn near knock it off my lap. That's saying something. He has great happiness, obviously.

Anyway, it's now time for sleeping so that we can get up stupid early in the morning. Later, all.

Long day

Sunday, 19 February 2017 11:06 pm
apollymi: Hicks' face, faded icon, text reads "If in doubt, NUKE IT" (Aliens**Hicks: Nuke the site from orbit)
Long day was long today. I'm really rather glad it's over and done with... even if [personal profile] katsuko and I do still have to get up and get going early tomorrow morning. Not as early as it could be, true, since she doesn't work until 10:00, but still early.

In fact, I'm taking her in for what amounts to a training session... and that's it. She has to be there for two frickin' hours.

Quickly, from IKEA

Saturday, 18 February 2017 07:08 pm
apollymi: Kaiba looking pissed, purple overtones, text reads "Cursed" (YGO**Kaiba: Cursed)
Today has been a bit of a shit show all around. Roo woke me up nearly an hour and a half before my alarm was set to go off, mainly by nibbling on my fingers. I swear: he used to do that when he was a kitten, but then he quit for years... and now he's doing it again. I'm not sure what to make of that. After a version of snacking that passed as breakfast, we went to the emissions place to have Shinigami retested. He failed. The guy at the emissions place said to drive it about 25 more miles, half city and half highway (but no over 60 mph if possible and no cruise control), and then come back and test it again. So, even though the empty tank light was on, I did that, brought it back, and it passed. Apparently, the engine had to reach a certain temperature or something?

To any effect, that left no time for doing anything like lunch, not with having to fill the tank too, so while [personal profile] katsuko was gassing up the car, I ran inside the convenience store and bought whatever looked like it might be filling-ish for a sort of lunch. So [personal profile] katsuko and I have yet to have real food today. Unless crisps and candies count... which I don't think they do.

We have been talking about -- and trying to talk ourselves out of -- a crossover that amounts to "the damn Robicheaux boys meet the damn Winchester boys". In other words, we're talking ourselves out of a Mag7/SPN crossover, using the boys as brothers trope we're so fond of. Because we've already sounded out an entire scene of Goody upbraiding the Winchesters for kicking off an apocalypse. With Joshua more or less live messaging the entire thing to Vasquez. The mental images are hilarious.

Of course there is the not inconsiderable fact that [personal profile] katsuko I quit watching Supernatural after Season Five. Because it still seems stupid to me for the show to go on after the apocalypse has ended.

Plus, they killed off Gabriel. I still haven't really forgiven them for that.

So, anyway, no real food yet today. When [personal profile] katsuko gets off at 7:30, I think we're going to try that, along with grabbing some jeans at Old Navy, since she only has one pair left that (a) are intact and (b) fit her properly.

Other than that, I'm trying to get my words for the day. I only managed 462 yesterday, which was pretty bad but still better than [personal profile] katsuko's 3, so there is that. It's Day 49 of the year and I'm currently at 56,603, so I'm running about 7 days ahead of the minimum of where I need to be.

I have no idea when this post is going to go up. It might have to be when I get home tonight. IKEA's wifi has gotten pretty damn horrible. In fact, it's gotten horrible enough that I'm considering getting a mobile hotspot just for while I'm here. It only connects one time out of twenty-five attempts, and if it does connect, it only stays up for a few moments at the time.

And yeah, that's about it. I've got parts of Monstrous: After Midnight and Wicked Ones I'm working on, so I'm going to do that until [personal profile] katsuko gets off work. Today's chapter of Monstrous: After Midnight will go up when I have wifi that says connected for more than two minutes at a time.

And that's it. Later, all.
apollymi: Vasquez firing his gun, no text (Mag7**Vasquez: Out of focus)
I've got my car back, which is a good thing. It ended up coming to $510 to fix the whole thing. I returned the rental car. I'll eventually be getting $75 returned to my card. I tried to take it to the emissions place to have it retested, but the guy there suggested that I drive it between 50 and 80 miles, mixed used (highway and interstate), to be certain it passes, since they had to disconnect the battery to fix the car. So I'm thinking about driving up to Dawsonville and back, which would be about 60 to 65 miles. Then, if there's time, I might go ahead and do the testing today. If I can't do it tonight, I'll do it tomorrow after I visit Lord Sammy Sam the Grump King.

I've done a good deal of work on the Monstrous webpage, which has been a lot of fun.

And yeah, that's about it for me for now. I might do something else later in the night, depending on whenever [personal profile] katsuko is cut at Mirko tonight.

Later, all.

No updates

Thursday, 16 February 2017 02:46 pm
apollymi: Bakura looking smug, text reads "He belongs to the dark" (YGO**Bakura: He belongs to the dark)
I don't really have anything to add to yesterday right now. I fell asleep on the couch pretty quickly after I finished it, and [personal profile] katsuko had to poke me until I got up and went to bed. I still think that maybe I should have stayed on the couch and damn the neck crick I would have gotten: waking up and getting out of bed this morning was one of the hardest things I've done in a while.

I guess I really do need to see about setting myself up for a doctor's appointment before much longer. I'm always tired, and it's not something I enjoy being. I still feel like, if I could just get back on something like a set schedule, I would be able to sleep better and feel more human, but there is more to it than just that. Yes, the wildly insane schedule doesn't help matters any, especially not the 9:30 or 10:30 nights at the restaurant and still having to eat after that, but I'm also without medication, with no idea what might be the best one for me to be taking. In the past, I've taken Wellbutrin (did good for a while then stopped), Zoloft (did good for a while then stopped), and many, many others, which I would need to go through my journal to find the names of.

My car should be finished by tomorrow morning, so I think the plan is to go pick it up pretty early in the day, return the rental car, go take it to the emissions place, and get it retested. When it passes--and it had damn well better--then I'll see about maybe going ahead and renewing the tag for another year now instead of waiting for closer to my birthday. If I don't do it tomorrow, then I'll do it on Monday. No sense in waiting until Wednesday.

[personal profile] katsuko is working tonight at the restaurant, so maybe she'll get enough to help cover that, since the rental deposit won't go back into the account that quickly.

I sent off a thank you email to the person I interviewed with yesterday, and that was a good thing to do, I'm thinking. I want to keep my name towards the top of the list.

Finally, I've worn my bustier under my shirt all day today and most of yesterday. I'm starting to feel a bit more constricted than I'm usually happy with, but I'm also liking the silhouette in the mirror a bit more too. It's not quite the figure I cut when I moved to Atlanta, but it's a bit closer. I'll get back down to there. Hell, I'll get back down to my goal eventually too.

And now it's time to head to Mirko. Later, all.

Interview two

Wednesday, 15 February 2017 10:25 pm
apollymi: Usagi holding Luna, Artemis, and Diana, no text (BSSM**Usagi: Kitties!)
I had my second interview today. I feel like it went pretty okay. I met with the State Librarian for about fifteen or twenty minutes, and then I did a Microsoft Office skills test. I did all right on most of the exercises, finishing the first six and starting on seven (out of ten) in the hour I was given. I think I fucked up the mail merge document, but that's about it. It's been a long time since I've had to do that one.

On the way back home, I got a call from the mechanic, saying he had found the issue, a connecting rod of some sort; he told me, but I was driving and couldn't write it down. It would be about $500 to replace the rod, with labor and all. It would be a short-term fix, one that might keep the car going another two or three years... or two or three months. Whatever the rod was, it completely unthreaded in the area it was supposed to be in. He's not sure what could have made it do that: time and age or something else entirely. If it's time, then the fix should hold me up a few years. If it's something else, then it's probably going to happen again at some point, possibly soon. But the only other real option, aside from fixing this one rod and all would be to replace the entire motor.

Fixing the rod = $500
Replacing the motor = $1500 to $1800

Yeah, you can just guess which one Mum and Charlie went with.

It wasn't going to be finished today, so I had to renew the rental car for another couple days. Since [personal profile] katsuko works at IKEA in the morning and I don't have anyone to go with and drive one of the cars, I won't be able to pick it up tomorrow if they finish it then. I'll have to go Friday morning when we're both free. But that's okay, because I've already heard that Friday's catering should be canceled. At least I kind of hope it is.

I do have a visit to one of my best petsitting clients, Lord Sammy Sam the Grump Master, tomorrow through the 18th, so there is a that. I enjoy getting to see him. He was my first client. He's been my most frequent flyer. He still hisses at me every damn time, hence the nickname.

We posted the new chapter of Monstrous: After Midnight on AO3, but I haven't gotten it up anywhere else. I think I might try to work on that tomorrow.

And yeah, that's about it. I'm going to try to go make words happen on something, likely either Wicked Ones, Monstrous: After Midnight, or Mag7/Lev. Later, all.

Something

Tuesday, 14 February 2017 10:12 pm
apollymi: Yami no Bakura on a stripy background, text reads "Evil (crossed out 'looks like') IS a gay Japanese schoolboy" (YGO**Bakura: The face of evil)
I'm struggling to keep my eyes open at this point. [personal profile] katsuko has given up trying and has passed out. I'm just trying to stay awake until my hair is dry, but if it takes much longer, I'm just going to braid it wet and go to bed.

Yeah, I think that's what I'm going to do.

I've managed some words on Wicked Ones, but most of my word count today has been the Monstrous site's page for the Wild Hunt.

Wish me luck tomorrow with the second interview at GPLS. I have a half hour meeting with the State Librarian and then an hour long skills test.

And damn, [personal profile] katsuko is snoring up a storm, so yeah, I'm going to go back the hall to my own bed now. G'night, all.