Last day

Sunday, 23 April 2017 04:05 pm
apollymi: Close ups of Arthur and Eames, no text (Incep**Eames/Arthur: Dream bigger)
Today is my last day at Mirko. It feels like the end of an era... but a good thing at the same time. I've had this job for 2 1/2 years, and it's kept me (mostly) above water in some really hard financial times. But it's also been one of the most stressful times of my life, no thanks to the job. I'm not sad to see it go, but it's going to be weird now that's not here. If that makes sense.

I haven't written nearly as much today as I wanted to, but I'm still going. I'll get there. I'll get my word count in. I will get there. I'll get my words in before I have to go home for the night and do all those other things: cooking lunch, washing my hair, shaving my legs, etc.

And yeah, that's about it. I'm really a boring person right now. We'll see how I am tomorrow, though.

The tentative plan for tomorrow is to be at the train station by or before 7:00. I'll need to get the 7:19 train, so I need to allow myself time to find parking (though hopefully it won't be too long that early in the morning). [personal profile] katsuko will travel with me as far as Arts Center Station, where she will get off for IKEA. I'll go on to Peachtree Center Station, where I will then have a 10 minute walk to New Job. I'm trying to be there before 8:30. Today is sort of the test to see about times and so forth. At 5:15, when I get off work, I'll take the train as far as Art Center Station, get off, wait there for [personal profile] katsuko to get there from IKEA, and then we'll take the train all the way back to North Springs... and then drive the rest of the way home. It is a plan. We'll see how it ends up working, though.

And that's really it. I'm out of words for journaling. Later, my freaky darlings.

So tired

Thursday, 13 April 2017 10:48 pm
apollymi: Drawing of cross-looking chick, holding a teabag. Text reads "No tea No work" (Stock: No tea = no work)
I'm so damn tired. I just want to keel over and cry into my pillow, I'm so tired. For me, that's a whole new level of tired.

A lot of it has to do with how much my feet hurt from wearing my dress flats today. Yeah, those are getting returned to the store. Once the money is back in my account, I'll be going to Payless shoe store to buy my usual flats again. But I had thought to myself that Target should have nicer shoes than Payless. Clearly I was wrong, and sore feet is what I get for trying to think.

I finally managed to get myself a few words ahead yesterday by writing over 3000 words. I just need to do 1600 to 2000 today to at goal or pull a little ahead. If it weren't how tired I was, I would try for that 2000 number, but for now, I'm just shooting for the lowest common number. In this case, that would be 1,667 words.

Either way, though, I might need to take a nap in order to be able to stay up even a little bit to get this done. Yes, I have to nap to write and write to go to sleep. My life, people. OMG.

And yeah, that's about all I've got for me for today. Later, all.
apollymi: Lina making a V for Victory sign and grinning, no text, animated (Slay**Lina: Victory!)
No, seriously, it's been such a long day, and yet I feel like I've accomplished nothing at all...

...except I know I have. I just haven't accomplished writing.

I took [personal profile] katsuko to IKEA at 6:00 this morning. I went to Panera Bread and used their wifi to accept the offer for Job #1. I did the catering. I went up to IKEA and had lunch with [personal profile] katsuko. I went to Target and bought myself two new bras, because I didn't really have any that fit well. (It turned it that was because I was wearing ones that were two sizes too small.) I picked [personal profile] katsuko back up, and we turned in our notice at Mirko, giving our last days as the 23rd. We came back home and waited for my new laptop bag to be delivered. We went to another Target and shopped for [personal profile] katsuko a new bra too, as well as replenishing our base powder supply. We came back home, and I filled out the paperwork for the GSU job... only to find out that our printer is out of ink, so we had to go back to Target for ink. And now I'm so tired.

Tomorrow, I need to go by the bank and see if they can print me a copy of a check for my account, because it's required to set up the direct deposit, which is also required. Because FML.

Benefits, Katarina. Benefits. Free tuition.

No, seriously, I'm thrilled about this, but I'm still not announcing it anywhere else yet. I still haven't heard anything from the HR checks. I'm assuming that's a good thing--a "no news is good news" kind of thing--but I'm also still a wee bit nervous.

Anyway, yeah, I'm going to lay down for a little bit and see if I can't get some creative juices flowing after a brief nap. Wish me luck.

My shot

Friday, 7 April 2017 11:04 pm
apollymi: Zack facing away, text reads "So don't judge me by my failures, only by my dreams" (FF7**Zack: Judge me only by my dreams)
I am not throwing away my shot!
I am not throwing away my shot!
Hey yo, I’m just like my country
I’m young, scrappy and hungry
And I’m not throwing away my shot!


Okay, yeah, that's back in my head again. That's hardly the worst thing ever.

I did manage to get all my recipes back off LiveJournal. They're all now on [community profile] lastcraving. I'm a little proud of myself for getting it all ported over, even if the importer wasn't playing nice. Obviously. Or they wouldn't all be on one day.

I'm even thinking about about starting to post more of the recipes I've done up over the last few years on there. So there might be more content before long. We'll see. I'm hoping to start back cooking again soon, maybe with new job.

I sat around Mirko Pasta today, debating on telling Carlos about the job offer but not give a departure date or anything like that: just that I would be starting somewhere else soon. Maybe next time I work with him I'll tell him. Bit too late for it today, after all. Whoops.

And I'm getting those weird spasms I get when I'm falling asleep too soon or when I'm tireed or whatever. Rather than have a whole lot of sleeping sitting up and all tat.

So, good night, all.

A quick today

Thursday, 6 April 2017 11:39 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 falling asleep where I'm sitting, so this is going to be a very short entry. (Those are usually the entries where I end up babbling the most, aren't they?) I'm so tired, and I have so much left to do... but I'm so tired. So I think I'll do all the things tomorrow.

I did start typing up a letter of notice for Mirko. I'm a little leery about printing it off and hand it in just yet. Because I don't want to give them the excuse to let me go early, you know? We do still need that little bit of income yet. And that is absolutely something I wouldn't put past any of the assholes at Mirko Pasta. Nope, not in the least.

I'm feeling so damn tired that I can barely see straight. I took a muscle relaxer because my back has been killing me for days. It seemed like a good idea to try to get it worked out before it got much worse. I even gave some thought to going for a massage in the gap coming up between IKEA and Mirko tomorrow, but funds do not currently permit for that. Maybe Monday if it's still feeling all fucked up, tight, and sore.

And I feel a little bad because I wrote at work today, on "Memento Mori" and "Resurrectionist", but I'm really tired. (I keep saying that, don't I?) I'm going to get it typed up tomorrow at IKEA and let it count towards tomorrow's words instead. Plan? Plan. I like this plan, yes.

And yeah, that's all I'm going to get into tonight, because I'm really, really fucking tired.

Goodnight, all.

Today

Tuesday, 4 April 2017 09:55 pm
apollymi: Kyle and Sarah, text reads "Come with me if you want to live" (Term**Kyle/Sarah: Come with me)
So, the phone interview was sort of meh. The connection was so bad that I actually ended up guessing on a couple of the questions I was supposed to be answering. One of those times I guessed wrong and had to to a second answer. This is why I hate interviews that seem to be done on speakerphone, especially a regular speakerphone instead of one of those special conference call phones. Hearing what's being said gets so hard.

The face to face interview, however, went stunningly well. I had a wonderful time talk with Hilary and Bill (yes, those are their names, I shit you not), and the collections they have there are very interesting. Of course, the position I interviewed for was more on the customer service, social media, and administrative side of things. But still, the collection is amazing and so interesting.

I also dropped off the HR forms for the Testing Center job, so hopefully I should be just about in a set place to leave Mirko Pasta by May. That is my hope.

But because I couldn't find my Flats In A Bag, or whatever they're called, I ended up having to do a lot of walking in my heels. They're comfortable as hell, but the pavement down in that area of town is not terribly level or even... and I did end up doing nearly a mile and a half's worth of a walk trying to drop off the paperwork and do the interview and so on.

And that's about all for me for today. Later, all.

Called it

Monday, 3 April 2017 07:33 am
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)
Yep, I called it: it's fucking early, and I'm no more awake now than I was last night. I might even been less awake, as impossible as that sounds. I keep drifting off here at Panera, while I wait for IKEA to open.

I do have some things to do today, mainly pick up freshly printed copies of my resume and CV ahead of the interview tomorrow. I need to fill out my paperwork to turn into Georgia State for the background and credit checks I might need for another position there. Yes, both of these potentials are at Georgia State. The one that I'm currently in the background and credit checks stage of the game is in the Testing Center as an Administrative Coordinator. That's the one that's closest to a definite thing.

The one I want, though, is the one I'm interviewing for tomorrow. It's in the GSU Libraries, specifically their Special Collections Department. The position description reads like it was lifted directly from my resume. It would be a good fit for me overall, I think.

But I'm certainly not going to be turning down the Testing Center on the off-chance I get the library job, so I'm turning in the background and credit check paperwork for the Testing Center job tomorrow while I am on my way to the interview for the library job. I'm trying to cover all my bases here. Anything to get out of the restaurant as soon as possible. The sooner, the better, in fact. I would love be out of there by May, in fact. The Testing Center would have me out by the 24th, in fact.

Either way, I'm going to need to scrape up some money to buy some dress shirts and light blazers that are appropriate for warm weather again. I did a quick run through Goodwill yesterday to look, but I sort of struck out. There do tend to be a couple issues with shopping at that particular Goodwill: (1) most of the clothes are size six and smaller, and (2) when the clothes are of a size I can wear, they're raggedy. Of course, there are occasionally good finds there, but it takes some hunting. But when your budget is less than $100 and you need at least five articles of clothes (2 short sleeve shirts, 1 blazer, and maybe 1 dress skirt), needs must afford.

I'm also trying to talk myself out of buying this laptop bag/purse for the work thing, along with a new lunch box, because I can't find my FSU ones. Not right now, obviously, because my budget is $20 and that includes work shirts right now. Or, more likely, food. Let's be realistic. It's probably all going to spent on food.

I need to get back on a set eating schedule and so forth. I need to start packing lunches again. None of this really works well when Mirko Pasta is also a factor. Maybe once it's out of the way, I can attempt to start eating better. It's probably premature, but I've already started thinking of what kind of lunches I can pre-prepare and have ready for work meals. Mostly I've been thinking meals I used to make (Hawaiian Chickpea Teriyaki for instance, or Black Bean and Salsa Soup, or Soba Peanut Noodles, or even "Cheater" Pad Thai) which seem to mostly be Happy Herbivore recipes again. Whoops. Not my fault so many of her recipes are both tasty and easy.

And yeah, that's about it. I'm going to try to write like a mad woman today, see if I can get caught up on Camp NaNoWriMo. And I do still need to go pick up my copies of my resume and CV, so that might be my next step.

Either way, later, all.

a little something

Sunday, 2 April 2017 10:47 pm
apollymi: Luke holding a lightsaber, no text (SW***Luke: Lighter side of the Force)
This is going to be short, mostly because morning is coming soon and I'm seriously exhausted.

(I'm always exhausted.)

I just have to make it through tomorrow at work, then I can have a couple of days off. Well, not really off off, because I do have an interview on Tuesday. I'm trying not to be hopeful about it.

(I'm trying not to be hopeful about a lot of things.)

My fingers don't work, more than just the one that's mummified in bandages right now. I'm just stupid tired, and trying to type doesn't seem to be in the cards. And then there is also the fact that I'm literally the only thing awake in the entire apartment. Boo is asleep on the kitty condo. Jimi is asleep back the hall. Roo is asleep right next to me. [personal profile] katsuko is asleep on the other end of the couch.

So I think I'm going to hie my arse on to bed like everyone else. Because morning is coming early tomorrow.

Long ass day

Thursday, 30 March 2017 10:38 pm
apollymi: White background with a black flashing cursor, text reads "It mocks me", animated (My Writing: Cursor mocks me)
it's been a long ass day. tomrorow will be even longer. i should be trying to make some kind of sense, maybe fill in all the information that i need to be sharing, but i'm just so tired. that's where i am right now: so tired.

and it's pouring down rain. has been since around 8:30 this evening. complete with the bridge collapse and this mess, getting [personal profile] katsuko to work tomrorow is going to be a mess. i'm dreading it, truth be told.

i'm still waiting to hear if my catering will be happning tomorrow or not. i probably won't know until after ive dropped [personal profile] katsuko off.

so, yeah, tomorrow's gonna suck ass.

Sucks

Saturday, 25 March 2017 11:11 pm
apollymi: Hatter talking, text reads "Hell no!", animated (Alice**Hatter: Hell no!)
Today sucked.

I did the catering that Carlos volunteered me for today. So rather than have my day off, I had to go with [personal profile] katsuko to IKEA, so that we could both go get this delivered. Only, once we got there, someone had told the coordinator that we were supposed to do all the setup and so forth. Since we had to wait for the guy to come sign the slip and leave a tip, we did that.

Finally, the dude got there, and when presented with the check, he hands it over to his 16 year old to fill in the tip and sign. She leaves us $80 on nearly $2800 worth of food, with doing twice the world we were told to do. It comes to a 3% tip.

Carlos waived the delivery fee because the guy promised to "take good care of us". $80 is not "taking good care" of us. A 15% or 20% would have been "taking good care" of us. Yes, I will get a commission from this job that will be good, but it won't be until two or three weeks from now. It'll pay next month's rent, not this month's, which was what that tip was supposed to do.

So now I'm pissed. I've already told Carlos I will not be doing any of these for him ever again. My head is throbbing, and I'm pissed. Writing is not going to be occurring tonight, I don't think. I think I'm just going to take the cat off the keyboard, and try to nap away this headache. With a lot of Roo assistance.

Later, all.

Long day

Friday, 24 March 2017 11:30 pm
apollymi: Sherlock looking excited, text reads "This is so going on my blog" (BBCSher**Sherlock: Going on my blog)
[personal profile] katsuko and I pretty much walked in the house ten minutes ago. She took fourth cut at work, hoping to make a little bit more money, but not so much. I mean, I think she made a bit after 8:30, but not as much as she had been hoping for. If that makes sense. I don't know if it does or doesn't, because I'm very freaking tired. I've slept about two hours over the past two days, thanks to a throbbing tooth keeping me awake.

I keep posting stories to AO3, even though I'm feeling more and more unloved by the day. The ones that are getting comments are not the ones I'm working... or if I've worked on bits of them, it's everything else getting the love. It's very discouraging.

But maybe with some sleep I'll be feeling more pleased with it. I don't know.

I heard back from GSU regarding the Testing Center Admin Coordinator. I'm currently a finalist for it, pending HR, credit checks, and background checks. So... maybe?

Tomorrow is the big catering order: nearly $3000 worth of food to be delivered. I'll get a 20% commission off of it in a few weeks, but supposedly, I should also be getting tipped off of it. I should additionally be getting tipped for the delivery I have to make on Sunday too, in addition to the commission. We'll see. If I do get tipped, it would be a huge step towards getting our rent paid on time with a minimum of overdrafting [personal profile] katsuko's account.

And that's all I've got for today. Later.

Updating on stuff

Monday, 20 March 2017 11:08 pm
apollymi: Close up of Hicks' face, text reads "Save your life" (Aliens**Hicks: Save your life)
All I've written on in the last couple of days has been the zombie fic. Tentatively, [personal profile] katsuko and I are calling it Resurrectionist. I'm not sure if that will just be a working title or an ongoing title. Only time will tell. I even have a writing playlist for it. That's usually a sign that I intend to stick with a story. For whatever that's worth.

I emailed GSU yesterday and heard back today. They're verifying references at the moment. I'm not sure how that affects me, if it does at all. I'm applying to other positions as well while I'm waiting, because I refuse to hedge my bets on one position alone. I need out of Mirko Pasta, and apparently that's only going to happen if I throw as many hooks out there as I possibly can.

That's about all I've got to say for myself for today, though. I've got catering in the morning, which is fine, I guess. I tore my finger open a bit last Tuesday doing all of this, but there's no one available to help me unload it from the van at the school, so I've got no choice but to do it myself, really.

And even though I rested a bit, I'm about to fall asleep here, so I'm going to type up the bits I have handwritten, and then I'm going to go the fuck to bed.

Later, all.

Fuck everything

Sunday, 19 March 2017 11:31 pm
apollymi: Doujinshi art of Sirius Black, no text (HP**Sirius: Do not approve)
I'm pretty sure that's all I've got to say for myself for today: fuck everything.

And let's start with fuck everything about Mirko Pasta. I'm so damn sick of this place. I'm not even sure I could stand to go back for food if I ever manage to quit for good.

The one upside is that I think I've finished making a playlist for zombie!fic.

Too much help

Monday, 13 March 2017 11:05 pm
apollymi: Drawing of cross-looking chick, holding a teabag. Text reads "No tea No work" (Stock: No tea = no work)
Okay, I'm having way too much help in the field of doing... well, anything today. The new Skype group I'm in is entertaining as hell, too entertaining to get anything done around them. Coworkers were too loud at Mirko to get too much writing done, even after I was off the clock. And Roo is being too much of a help for me to accomplish much of anything now that I'm at home.

I did manage to get all the newest chapters of stories up on DarkMagick.net, Monstrous (as appropriate), and [community profile] eternal_sailorm. So I guess I should feel accomplished about this.

I also managed to drink something like 8 cups of tea between Starbucks and IKEA, so it's a wonder I didn't float off into space today. Or maybe the cider helped with that. Because I like my alcohol sweet, damn it. (Which might explain my enjoyment of mead, as well.)

I did get a little bit of handwriting stuff done while I was at the restaurant, so I'm going to work on getting it all typed up now, so I'll be cutting this off here.

Later, all.

So, yeah

Sunday, 12 March 2017 10:51 pm
apollymi: Pissed off Vasquez, no text (Mag7**Vasquez: Angry)
I got not a lot to say for myself today. I'm cramping like a motherfucker, but that only started this evening.

We got up this morning with the fullest of intentions of going to Urgent Care and getting my stitches taken out. When we got there, though, it was all "everyone should have been telling you that you can't have them removed here without having to pay extra, because your insurance doesn't cover doing that here". If I did it like the previous two doctors had told me to do, it would have been at least another $65 to $80, on top of the copay for the visit itself. We had to put change into dollars to put in the bank to get up the $20 copay, so there was no way we could do $100.

Got home and I text Mum to let her know what was going on. To say she was pissed would be an understatement. She immediately started texting Jesse and coordinating and shit. And then she started texting us everything we would need to take out my stitches ourselves. And we did. I cut, and [personal profile] katsuko removed. It took us all of 10 minutes, and most of that was because I couldn't get the scissors under the last stitch.

I still feel like I'm being held together with spit and a prayer, but that's more on an emotion level. The hand might be painful and less than perfect, but it's in decent enough shape. So long as I don't overdo anything, I should actually even be okay.

A lot of that "spit and a prayer" feeling comes from work. I'm just so... about it all. If I had another job lined up, I would quit in a heartbeat. Half a heartbeat. But I don't. And I can't seem to snag one. And it's making me crazy. Crazier. Something.

And yeah, that's about it. I did my own damn surgery today, even if it was fairly minor. I damn near lost my mind at work. I'm taking Thursday off so that I don't have to work with Josh's bitch ass two days in a row. So I will be away from the job from Tuesday afternoon through until Friday morning's catering. So maybe I'll be in a mental place where I can handle work again soon. Hopefully. Maybe.

And that is definitely it. Later, all.

Something

Friday, 10 March 2017 11:07 pm
apollymi: Kyo and Yuya with Kyo's sword, black background, no text (SDK**Kyo/Yuya: Still of the night)
It's been a long, long shitty day. I have a whole lot of not wanting to go back to Mirko Pasta ever again. I know I'll have to, of course, because I need the fucking money, but I seriously don't want to. I want to just... sleep. That's it.

I just want to sleep.

I'm just so damn tired of... everything. What's getting me through: reviews, friendly folks on the various websites, and [personal profile] katsuko and the kitties.

I'm just so damn tired.

Grumpy

Thursday, 9 March 2017 10:56 pm
apollymi: Usagi with devil horns and tail, musical note next to her, no text (BSSM**Usagi: ♫ (Devilish))
Okay, I will warn the world that today was a grumpy ass day, and I'm glad it's almost over.

Everything has been plucking at my nerves, and I really, really don't like it. Newest server has marinated in his cologne? Teeth-grittingly annoying. Claudio keeps hovering at host stand? Annoying. Claudio shows me the ongoing security camera footage of his dog sitting in the doorway... every thirty or so minutes? Annoying. Servers hanging out at host stand to check their phones? Annoying. Newest server is arrogant and thinks he knows everything, but still has to ask for help with so much stuff and still doesn't understand sections? Annoying. Sitting down at the bar and positioning myself so that no one will be near me... and then Claudio pulls a barstool over to me? Let me pull my hair out annoying.

I have only managed a little bit of writing today, and that's annoying as piss too. I've stayed over 1,000 words every day this month so far, and I don't want to break that streak.

I did manage to get regular verse Wicked Ones Joshua to talk to me a bit again. He's... mostly moving towards a better mental place, but he's not quite there yet. He's got quite a ways to go. But he's trying, poor boy. Poor, grumpy boy. I'm going to need to slip him back into the beginnings of the dark place he used to be, though, because I kind of want to write the fight that drove the brothers apart for the last section of Wicked Ones: The Early Years. Because I want to twist the knife on them one last time before I let them be happy again.

Nothing else is really happening with these boys. Monstrous: After Midnight talked a little bit to [personal profile] katsuko the other day. Lev7 is being quiet, mostly because Goody is annoyed at Chisolm and Faraday is a bit shocked at being defended. Trinity is close enough to done that nothing more is really needed from me, aside from some editing. Mostly I've been working on the AUs, because they're eating at my soul. I did manage some, again, on the regular verse of Wicked Ones, but I'm not sure what the point of this particular scene is, other than to have something on Day 4 in Rose Creek. Finally, Memento Mori... I haven't even opened the document all week. I'm a little embarrassed about this. This is why I'm still on the third part of Chapter One, even though I've been working on it since November.

And yeah, that's about all I've got to say for myself for today. Still grumpy, still tired, still ingesting way too tea. All that in mind, I'm going to try to make words happen. Later, all.

Well...

Tuesday, 7 March 2017 11:19 pm
apollymi: Trunks just after landing a punch, no text (DBZ**Trunks: Won't back down)
This is an update on yesterday, mostly.

[personal profile] katsuko managed to get in contact with the office while I was in my interview. And seriously, bless Alton. Bless the man. He said something along the lines of "I have no doubt that you reported at the beginning. We'll update your file. If you can find the receipts for doing the two payments, we're all good. If not, you can do two $300 payments. We'd prefer them with this month's and next month's rent, but we would prefer the rent honestly, so if you can't do it on those months, just let us know."

Of course, that's a summary based completely on what [personal profile] katsuko relayed to me.

We stopped by the office after I picked her up from IKEA to discuss the whole cleaning thing. It's more like a warning, because the Orkin man complained. (WTF?! The Orkin man? Complained? Dude comes once every few weeks and just stirs the bugs up.) Office folks asked about my hand, and Krystal even scolded me for not getting someone to drive me to the Urgent Care. Wasn't a lot to do for that, though, when we don't know our neighbors all that well and no one was in the office on a Sunday.

On the other side of this, the massive panicked cleaning we did last night did results in a lot more living room space suddenly. I'm not faulting that. More living room space is nice. We do still need to vacuum my room, and I'm not entirely certain our little vacuum cleaner is going to hold up to that. It does well enough on the tile floor, but the bedroom is the only carpeted area in the house. Well, we'll see.

The interview today seemed to go really well. In fact, I described it more as a conversation mixed with the occasional interview-type questions. We even discussed stuff like GSU employee discounts with MARTA, books books and more books, the importance of not leading folks on, and the magic word "no", which would be an important part of this job. I'm hopeful, but I'm not holding my breath.

Carlos did call me to ask if I could do a catering delivery for him on the 25th, because he'll be out of town for his birthday. (Mind you, he just got back in town a few hours ago, from his third or fourth trip home to Miami this year.) It's a day off, but it would be a very sizable commission with a possibility of the company it's being delivered to tipping, so... Maybe?

And yeah, I worked more on the Wicked Ones AU that we are currently calling "the wandering boys". It goes AU after the chapter of Wicked Ones: The Early Years that [personal profile] katsuko is going to be posting Friday. This makes the third AU we've at least started based on various parts of Wicked Ones. And yes, this makes me happy.

And that's about it. Later, all.

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.