Thursday, 17 August 2017 10:53 pm
apollymi: Ninth Doctor, text reads "Oh, look who just graduated from idiot school" (DW**9th Doctor: Idiot school)
Okay, I guess I need to write a little something. I'm not sure what, if anything, I have to say, but words do still need to happen.

Something about Tuesdays and Thursdays brings out the crazies to the testing center. I get the ones who want to argue about each and every little thing (mostly GACE testers, which OMG, they're teachers, why are they always late and rude). I get the ones who are "running late (also, mostly GACE, but sometimes STEP testers). I get the ones who pick their toenails under the desk. I get the ones who heave heavy sighs when I make them take their feet out of the chairs. I get so many rolled eyes that it's freaking ridiculous. I want to tell them that their eyes are gonna roll out at the rate they're going.

Mondays aren't usually too bad. Maybe it's because everyone's having a bad day, and we can all kind of laugh it off with one another as a bad case of the Mondays. Fridays aren't usually too bad, because sometimes we can leave a little early, and usually everyone's just counting down for the weekend, us and the testers alike. And Wednesdays are usually pretty calm. Except yesterday. Yesterday, I met Isla Fisher. That cancelled out any calmness I might have had. I played it cool and didn't say a word about knowing who she was. She was pretty freaking awesome, though, and a much better mum than most of the ones we get in for the (unfortunately named) SCAT test.

Tomorrow is a long day. I have to be at work between 7:30 and 7:45, so that I can leave when the MCAT students are done testing. I'm seriously looking forward to that. I'm ready for an early day. Maybe not the arriving early part of the day, but the leaving early is appealing. But then it's just a trip over to Mirko to get the car then Panera to wait for [personal profile] katsuko to get off from the restaurant. Normally, I would pack up my laptop to take with me for Long Day, but I think I'm just going to stick with the iPad tomorrow.

Saturday, we're going to try to go to the tour at Oakland Cemetery. Saturday's topic is Oakland and the Civil War, which seems topically important right now. I want to find out about parking and all before we go with Mist in September.

Also, the AC is now supposedly fixed. I'm enjoying having airflow without hearing water dripping.

And that's it. It's time to go to bed, since tomorrow is an early day. Later, all!
apollymi: Finn von Claret (formerly of Abney Park) in steampunk outfit, no text (Steampunk: Cosplay (Abney Park))
Because gods know I've got no words today...

Rules: Choose any 3 fandoms (in random order) and answer the questions. Then tag some friends.

*I choose:
1. The Magnificent Seven (2016)
2. Yu-Gi-Oh (anime and manga)
3. The Avengers/Marvel MCU (This means all the movies so far, plus Agents of SHIELD and the Netflix series currently out)

the questions )

[personal profile] katsuko, [personal profile] daimeryan_rei, and [personal profile] not_hathor
apollymi: Manic look Ninth Doctor, text reads "I solemnly swear I'm up to no good" (DW**9th Doctor: Up to no good)
I'm still kicking with the headache. It dimmed a bit earlier in the day, but it's back again full force now. I am not digging it, not in the least.

[personal profile] sharpest_asp, I fully intend to give your suggestion a try, but I have to buy both a hot back and s new cold pack before I can do anything like that.

In the meanwhile, I've already taken my Nyquil for the evening, so I'm going to try to go on to bed a bit early, see if that helps. I'm going to take my own advice and haul my pitiful ass on to bed.

Goodnight, all.


Sunday, 16 April 2017 11:09 pm
apollymi: Chococat sitting in an orange chair, no text (Sanrio**Chococat: This is my ROOM!)
Okay, this one is going to be hella short and hella quick, because I don't really have anything to say. I'm just... Yeah, I'm just not. I have a whole lot of just not going on right now, and I'm not enjoying that at all.

Today at work was... well, today at work. It was the same as it always is.

We got some of the things done today that we set out to do, but I don't think we even came close to accomplishing all of them. I don't even think we've accomplished a half or a third of them. We moved the dressers so that the apartments can do fireplace maintenance, but we haven't swept or vacuumed yet today. Maybe we'll get up early and do all that tomorrow. I'm not sure I have it in me to do it all tonight.

I did get a chapter of Wicked Ones posted to AO3. Apparently, I sent [archiveofourown.org profile] Hazel_Athena into feelings fits with this chapter, so that's a nice, I guess.

And yeah, that's about all I've got for me for today. More tomorrow when I'm hopefully feeling a bit more... me.

Another long day

Sunday, 12 February 2017 10:13 pm
apollymi: Stitch doing an handstand and wiggling his butt, no text, animated (L&S**Stitch: Kiss my ass)
Yeah, I keep using that subject line. It does mean exactly what I think it means. Sorry, we watched The Princess Bride on the big screen for [personal profile] katsuko's birthday, and now all the quotable quotes are back stuck in my mind.

We got up a little later than we had been planning on, and we went back to Midtown to visit with Teak. Michael ended up being delayed getting back into town, so we had to make an afternoon visit for him too, but that was all right. We ate an all right lunch at Willy's Mexicana Grill, had a disgusting (at least for me) bit of Starbucks, did the afternoon visit, and then went to Panera Bread to drink some hot tea and try to write until time to go in to Mirko.

And Mirko was an exercise in frustration... but in a totally different way from Friday. Tonight, the kitchen collapsed under the orders (because we had what amounted to the B team in there) and UberEATS got seriously backed up (because we had the less good Uber guy working, in addition to the backed up kitchen). One of these days, I'm going to take a picture of Armando on his food playing games against the other hostess while food without lids sits in the window getting cold... and maybe I'll send it to Mirko. If I can figure out how to do it anonymously, that is.

I did get a little bit written while I was at the restaurant and before that, but I'm not happy with the amount. The happier Mean Faraday gets, the less he wants to talk... and that blows. I want him to be happy, but I also want him to give me some damn words. I want to write him being happy too, damn it! I want to write him and Vasquez being as fucking adorable as they are in my head.

Anyway, we have a very early day tomorrow, where [personal profile] katsuko has to be at IKEA by 6:00 a.m., so I think we're planning on heading on to bed pretty soon now. Later, all.
apollymi: Animal with a drum cymbal in his mouth, text reads "Eat Drums! (Muppets**Animal: Eat drums!)
We had a busy day, between coming up with things to do for [personal profile] katsuko's birthday and trying to do the pet sitting too. It wasn't too bad, I guess, but it still wasn't the kind of birthday I wanted to do for her. We went out to lunch and did a little shopping and went to a movie, all of which is fine and good... but it was interspersed with the pet sitting. Teak is a sweetheart and all, but I guess I wanted a birthday completely off for her.

Especially since I doubt my birthday will be completely off, unless I manage to get the car finished before the very last minute. Yeah, I'm not exactly holding my breath on that one, as you might have guessed.

Also, we have had way too much Roo assistance since we've been home. It's... exhausting, more than the rest of the day was, I think. He's making laps of the couch and walking all over keyboard keys. It's made much of anything very, very difficult.

So I think I'm going to try to write while he's occupied elsewhere. Or I might just eat the word count loss and go on to bed. We have another full damn day tomorrow.

Actually, yeah, that sounds lovely.

A long day again

Friday, 10 February 2017 11:34 pm
apollymi: Trunks just after landing a punch, no text (DBZ**Trunks: Won't back down)
It's been another long day. I had catering this morning, pet sitting for Michael at work in the afternoon, and then hosting at Mirko during the evening. In between all that, [personal profile] katsuko and I had some delicious food: Panera Bread for lunch (which sat on my stomach very poorly) and Jason's Deli for dinner (which was absolutely amazing (and still happy on my stomach, knock wood).

But today I came closer to walking out of Mirko Pasta than I think I ever have. I'm certainly done doing favors for any of our servers; fuck them. I'm sick of being taken advantage of. I give and I give and I give, I get nothing in return. I'm through doing things for them. I'm through doing anything but the bare minimum needed to keep my job until I'm ready to quit... and I'm not entirely sure that won't be in the next few days. Because fuck Mirko Pasta.

I may have gone to sleep four or five times (or more) in the production of this entry. I feel completely wiped. I might go ahead and go lay down again. Or I'll keep trying to get some words today. I dunno. We'll see.

Super Bowl

Sunday, 5 February 2017 09:33 pm
apollymi: Hatter with a cuppa, text reads "Tea?" (Alice**Hatter: Tea?)
So [personal profile] katsuko and I are at work. We've had a grand total of five tables all night, because the Atlanta Falcons are at the Super Bowl. The kitchen has done a complete deep clean, scrubbing everything from floor to ceiling. [personal profile] katsuko and Michael have scrubbed the bar from top to bottom. I've tried to help out in places where I can, but I'm getting the feeling that my assistance is not appreciated, so I just pulled a bar stool around to the computer and tried to type. Too damn noisy, of course, for accomplishing much of anything, but I tried.

[personal profile] katsuko and I are going to dinner with Michael and his husband, Simon, after we get out of here. I'm going to be pet sitting their dog later in the month, and they wanted a chance to have a sit down first. Fair enough. Plus, Chinese food. I've been craving, so this is a good.

I'm still sick as a dog, but I'm trying to push myself along. I'm going to keep on keeping on. I will not be participating in any alcohol tonight with the friends, because I've been taking so much cold medicine over the last few days.

And yeah, that's about it. I'm going to try to keep writing until [personal profile] katsuko is released for the night. And yeah, that's about it.


Friday, 20 January 2017 11:14 pm
apollymi: Hicks, text reads "My hero" (Aliens**Hicks: My hero)
Long day has been long. [personal profile] katsuko and I did the catering this morning. It ended up taking two trips, but we got it all dealt with. We even had time for a quick, if disappointing, lunch before I dropped her off at work. I headed over to Panera Bread for hot tea until it was time to take Chloe over to mail a package. While we were over there, she mentioned that she hadn't eaten anything in a few days... and I pretty much immediately dragged her next door to the Mexican restaurant.

So, I've said it before, and I'll say it again. I'll probably say a hundred more times: sometimes my brain can't decide if I'm Team Mom or Big Sis or something with all my friends, both older and younger. Chloe is much younger than me; hell, she's younger than my sister. She's cool to hang with, but every so often, I just want to remind her take better care of herself. Eat real food, not just smoothies. Get some damn sleep. Move out of the crap hole you're living in. Yeah, I guess I am Team Mom or Team Big Sis or something.

I could fall the fuck to sleep right where I'm sitting, but I need to get some more words done for #365k/365Day. I'm running a little bit behind for the day, even if I am ahead overall. Overall, I'm at 24,028 words for the total. So, while I am ahead, I'm trying to stay ahead.

Also, Chloe made the best damn face when I mentioned the #365k/365Day challenge. Like 'why would you do that to yourself'. Because I'm crazy. I am a crazy, crazy lady. Obviously.

So, here's a random list of some of the various things I've researched over the past week or so:
*History of icing (for cakes)
*What kind of food was served at dinner parties in the 1850s
*If someone is sick or bedridden, will a priest deliver Ash Wednesday ashes to them?
*When did people start using iodine for cuts and scrapes
*Opium and laudanum in the 19th century
*How domestic violence in the 19th century was handled
*Best handguns for left-handed shooters
*Spanish diminutives for various names
*...and some very, very raunchy French

Seriously, my research is all over the damn place... and I love it. I've been getting AO3 comments on the amount of research in Monstrous: After Midnight, and that makes my damn day every time. Especially when it's coming from archaeologists and anthropologists. And somehow I continue to be unable to spell 'archaeologist' unless I spell it the British way. WTF, brain?!

And this is hella long, so I'm gonna stop while I'm behind. Later, all.


Tuesday, 21 June 2016 11:57 pm
apollymi: Stitch doing an handstand and wiggling his butt, no text, animated (L&S**Stitch: Kiss my ass)
Coming along apace on Land of the Rising Dead, even if it is a pretty dry edit. It's still better than Pride and Prejudice, the last book I had to edit for Seven Seas.

Katie hooked [personal profile] katsuko and me up with free tickets to see The Wizard of Oz tomorrow, instead of the discounted ones we were going to get. Apparently, she has season tickets for her and Emma, but they'll be down at Amelia Island the rest of this week, so they'll be going to waste. So, yeah, free tickets.

And I continue to stand by my "fuck Mirko Pasta" stance. In fact, today's events just ramped it up a bit more.

One hundred and one

Monday, 11 April 2016 12:21 pm
apollymi: Trunks just after landing a punch, no text (DBZ**Trunks: Won't back down)
Through a helpful friend, we got up enough money to cover the $1376... barely. I know I spent a lot of time last night freaking out, worrying that the bank wouldn't let [personal profile] katsuko cash Katie's check... which would mean that we had until 5pm today to get out of the apartment... and who knew what that would mean.

Thankfully, though, my worrying does seem to have been in vain. We have the money, we're all paid up, and our account balance is now $0.00, which makes me really, really fucking happy.

Gaming the system

Sunday, 18 May 2014 09:32 pm
apollymi: Godzilla - Text reads "Warning: Cranky! Proceed with caution" (Godzilla**Godzilla: Warning: cranky - U)
So I'm cutting on Write or Die for this entry to get me 750 words as quickly as I possibly can. It's currently exactly 9:12. We're going to see a 10:00 movie, and we will need to leave the house by 9:45 to get the theater on time. It's Godzilla night, god damn it. We have been talking and talking about seeing this movie, and we're not putting off going to see it any longer. If we waited until we could go for free with Katsuko's work... then we would never be going, because she put in her notice today.

(Yeah, she's finally out of there. Mirko is happy to have her at full availability, and I think she will be much happier there. Apparently, working the same kinds of shifts she was doing at Movie Tavern at Mirko would net her three or four times more money in tips than she was getting at Movie Tavern. Also, I'm betting Mirko doesn't have this bullshit "if you get enough in tips one day out of the week to make minimum wage, then you don't get the balance if the tips don't make it the rest of the week" policy.)

Speaking of which... Does anyone know enough about Department of Labor rules to comment on that? It doesn't sound strictly legal to me, but maybe I'm just missing some kind of in or out of the business or something. Movie Tavern's policy is that servers get the minimum tipped wage of $2.13 an hour. As I understand it, federal law is that if a server's tips don't get them to the amount that they would have made if they made the minimum wage of $7.25 an hour (for Georgia), then the business has to make up the difference. Using one hour as an example, that would be like, they worked one hour at $2.13 an hour and only got tipped $1. Then the business is supposed to chip in the other $4.12 to make minimum wage. I would think that the rule would apply day by day, because there are slow days and there are busy days. But the policy Movie Tavern has is, if you work three days and one of those days you get enough in tips to go over $7.25 an hour, then you get $2.13 an hour for all the days, even if you didn't even come close to $7.25 an hour the rest of the days. Is that Movie Tavern gaming the system? Is that within the Department of Labor guidelines? Inquiring minds want to know.

So yeah, we're going to go see Godzilla in a little bit. [personal profile] roguegambit and Husband of Rogue got us started on seeing movies on opening weekend, so that's what we're going to try to do with this one. Katsuko has worked it a couple of times already this weekend. She's tried very hard to avoid spoilers, but she did say that Godzilla looks pretty accurate, even if they've made him a hell of a lot bigger than he is in the Japanese films. He doesn't look like the CGI monstrosity that was the last American "Godzilla" (Toho calls that one just "Zilla"... because they've taken the "god" out of the character), but he also doesn't look like a guy in a rubber suit anymore either. I'm torn about how I feel on this. I detested the first American Godzilla movie, but this one is getting pretty good reviews. I do like the campiness of the rubber suits, but if they can do it with computers and make it look fairly accurate, then I'm all for it. I doubt the rubber monster suits are terribly comfortable.

I do have to say this, though: this makes me want to rewatch Godzilla: Final War again... as long as I skip through the middle bit. The beginning Godzilla stuff and everything after they resurrect Godzilla from Antarctica. The rest is just filler as far as I'm concerned.

And it's 9:25 now. I've written 670 words, so I only have a bit left to go. I can do it! I can make it! I will make it!

I got some sad news at work today. It was storming something fierce, so Suzanna and I stayed around the front of the store and chatted, in case the power went out... which it very nearly did. She let me know that Ericka and Tameka are both leaving CVS in June. Suzanna herself has a job interview tomorrow morning. Tameka and Suzanna are the two people there that I like working with. (I don't dislike working with Ericka, but Suzanna and Tameka are definitely my favorites.) That will leave me with Kendrick and Neb as people who can close with me, Tejas, Skylah, and Miss Rebu. They're all leaving because of how the store is being run. Another fact that weighs in on the matter is that the store has apparently been robbed four times in the last year, three of those at gunpoint. Even Suzanna doesn't understand why we keep such late hours when we are literally the only store in the area open that later; it's like asking to get robbed.

And finally, I'm going to email University of North Georgia tomorrow. I want to see what the status of the positions are and if I'm still in the running. If I'm not... I don't know what I'm going to have to do. It might be that I have to go full-time at CVS, because there is just no other way of making money that's coming available to me right now, short of selling plasma or something. I don't want to have to work even more hours at a job I already hate, especially with all the people I can stand to work with leaving, but again, money to pay bills with trumps any personal feelings I have on the matter.

And that's it. Later.


Wednesday, 12 February 2014 11:55 pm
apollymi: Drawing of cross-looking chick, holding a teabag. Text reads "No tea No work" (Stock: No tea = no work)
So I've spent today mostly down with a headache. Nothing was working on it for the longest time, not wine, not Excedrin Migraine, not laying down... and I couldn't get to sleep with it to try that. What did seem to wind up helping was some hot tea, namely my Strawberry Rose Champagne Peach Tranquility tea. What a mouthful! But I'm on my second cup, and the headache is finally easing away. I'm appreciating the hell out of that.

Other than that, I've been working on the Girls und Panzer volume 1 editing. I got almost 200 words for the day out of that, so that's good. I've made one full pass over it, and I'm working on my second one. This is a good thing, I'm thinking. I'll try to make one more pass before I send it on to Seven Seas tomorrow. I don't like only having two pages worth of edits to turn in. I don't care how good their transcriber is for any series: I want to have at least three pages to turn in so that I feel like I earned my $50.

The weather here continues to be dreary. When I got up this morning, there was some snow and a lot of ice out on the ground behind the apartment. Now it's mostly snow with some ice. We did get a goodly amount of sleet and freezing rain, as we expected, and the weather reports are calling for more snow tonight. It's nice and all that. I'm enjoying the whole snow thing, but I'm not digging the whole nothing to do bit of it. So that's something for me to continue to think about. Not that I really put too much thought into the weather beyond "what kind of coat should I put on when I leave the house".

All this going on means that I didn't get any editing on my own stuff done today, which is mostly okay. I do only have 10 days to get it finished before my birthday, but I'll have time again once I finish Girls und Panzer tomorrow.

I used part of my tax return to get a Zagg keyboard case for my iPad Serenity. I did have a Zagg keyboard case already, but the keyboard was sticky, especially on the spacebar key; it was a known error on that model of keyboard, which I didn't know about until later. I got the upgraded Zaggkeys Profolio+ for about the same price I paid for the original folio keyboard case, and it came in today (so at least mail was running). It took forever for the keyboard to do its initial charge, but it's supposed to last up to 2 weeks per charge, so that's not a big deal as far as I'm concerned. It looks a little weird, having a white iPad in a black case, but the white case wasn't one I saw available via Amazon Prime... and I love my free two day shipping too much to use anything else. So far, it's a tentative thumbs up from me, but we'll see how I like it once I lay in bed typing on it.

And I'm working on getting my little paws on several series that Katsuko and I have been meaning to watch: Rurouni Kenshin, Ripper Street, Whitechapel, and Yonderland. Based on [personal profile] van's commentary, we're also getting The Musketeers. I predict that, after watching all of this, it will take me weeks to shake a semi-British accent. (I have weird dialectal issues: if I watch something, I am as likely as not to pick up the accents people on said movie/show speak in. I had a semi-Welsh accent for days after marathoning Series One of Torchwood.)

And that's it. Good night, folks.

Rant ahoy

Friday, 10 January 2014 07:49 am
apollymi: Godzilla - Text reads "Warning: Cranky! Proceed with caution" (Godzilla**Godzilla: Warning: cranky - U)
There are two reasons I hate going on Facebook anymore. The more I start looking at my friends feed, the more annoyed I get. Usually it's the politics and religious-politics that get on my nerves. (I think religious-politics is the best way I'm going to find to phrase what I'm trying to say: the people who try to define their religion as a whole, usually Christianity, based on one subject and it generally turns into "No true Scotsman" arguments.) This annoys me greatly. Actually, that's pretty much an understatement. It pisses me off. I don't care about your politics. I don't care about your religion. I'm sure I'm not the only one who is reading whatever crap your spewing and are thinking the same thing. Most of the time, it just makes you and your politics/religion-politics look bad.

There is also the fact that I end up Snopes checking over half the things people post. Some 90% of the time, I end up leaving a Snopes link at the end of someone's post, and I just barely resist saying something like "fact check before you fear monger, dumb ass". (It's harder to not do that in the morning. I'm not a nice person in the morning. There isn't enough tea in the world to make me a nice person in the morning.) And it's always the same few people that require fact checking. Normally, I'd just say fuck it and defriend them, but one of them is among my oldest offline friends, so it's a bit harder.

Of course, I think I have rants there too right now. Every time I go to Cuthbert to see Grandmother or Albany to see Mum, I get a "come by and visit us too" from her and her hubby, whom I introduced. I have made a point of doing that a few times, though most often when I'm rehoming felines her way; she has both Mimi and Samantha. Hell, Katsuko can attest to how many times I've been asked to come visit, how many times I did, and how many times I asked them in return before I gave up. Yet, I asked her every few months to come visit us in Tallahassee, and how many times did she visit? Once, after we moved to Decatur. No, it wasn't that she didn't know we had moved. She was only willing to come down for a doctor's appointment for one of her kids... then PMed me on Facebook to say that she walked around the mall and went in Hot Topic and thought of me.

Well, gee, if you had visited when I still lived there, any one of the numerous times I asked you to come down before I finally gave up on it, I would have gone in there with you and we could have laughed at all the crap they sell there now instead of the goth stuff. It feels like a very one way street kind of a friendship. Even when we lived in the same town, it was always that I had to go visit them, first in the rundown trailer park then in the ghetto where they moved once they had a kid (to a house with cat shit caking the floor, so think about that for a minute).

Add to that the fact that the pair of them have some pretty outspoken politics, which I've already said is making me ill, and that she spends half the day posting random Native American sayings and the other half vacillating between hardline Christianity (she was the only other Pagan I knew growing up) and stuff about her kids... and you can see why I'm backing off a friendship I've had since the 7th grade (somewhere around age 12).

Maybe it's petty. Right now, I don't care. I'm very much in the "taking care of me" business at the moment. I've been in the "taking care of everyone else" business for far too long, especially with few returns. Mum calls the lot of them my "broken wing club".

I don't know. I just fucking give. I fucking give up. I don't think I have a lot of cares left to give, and I almost feel like Facebook is sucking the small remainders of them dry. I know I'm sort of anthropomorphizing a website, when I really mean is the people who are on it. Maybe what I need there is a great purge, like I used to do on LiveJournal all the time. Like "Comment if you want to say on my list, and please note if you will be posting politics and/or religion, so I can put you on a filter if I need to".

Okay, rant completed.
apollymi: The ending of the manga, the scene that makes for happy shippers, no text (SDK**Kyo/Yuya: THAT final shippy scene)
Okay, I'm not sure I have that much to talk about today. I'm going to try to make it to 750 words, but we'll have to see. There might need to be some copying and pasting going on to get me to that goal. But again, we will just have to see, won't we?

I got up at 6:30 to make sure Katsuko got off okay, which as ever she did, minus the bit where her car window was completely frosted over. But she got the ice scraper out of my car and put it to use and got to work on time--and even a wee bit early as usual, at 7:30 when she was due in at 8:00. Once I got her text saying that she had arrived okay, I laid down on the couch to sleep for a bit. When I woke up, I gave the kitties their second breakfast and eventually made myself a little bit of food as well. I debated on laying back down, but eventually I decided against it. Instead, it seemed like a better idea to try to make it further through this The Mummy series of fan fictions I've been reading since I've been back in Decatur. I just made it to the second story about an hour ago. (Each story is over 100,000 words long, and there are five stories so far. The fifth one isn't finished yet. However, as it stands right now, the entire series is over 630,000 words long. That's... impressively long. The stories are well written as well, though they could benefit from a good beta reader with a strong grasp of grammar. I tend to forgive small mistakes in long, interesting stories, though... so long as it's not PWP stories. This is probably why I fell out with Laurell K. Hamilton: she could benefit from a good editor/beta, her stories have turned PWP, and the stories have gotten less and less interesting over the years.)

Hmm, 330 words... I'm almost halfway to my goal for the evening.

Katsuko came home from work. We relaxed until 6:30 or so, until construction ended for the day, and so we did the grocery store run because we were out of cat food. Letting these three fur babies run out of dry food would be tantamount to suicide. I also got the kitties some treats, because they've been out of them for a while, except the "nerve pills" or calming treats. But of course, there is a flaw to us only having the nerve pills: Jimi, the one who need them the most, won't eat the nerve pills. He doesn't care for them in the least. So I picked them up four flavors to have on occasion: chicken and cheese, beef and cheese, catnip and chicken, and chicken dental bites. Because I'm not crazy enough to try to brush the cats' teeth. Besides, they seem to like them well enough.

Hmm... 490 words. I'm running out of things to say, but maybe I can stretch another 250 out of somewhere.

Usually by this point in the year, we are preparing to go to The Melting Pot on New Year's Eve with [personal profile] roguegambit and Husband of Rogue. Of course, there are two flaws in that for this year: we are not in Tallahassee this year, and we are broke this year. I still don't have a job, and Katsuko's job is seriously not paying her enough. I just sent her several jobs to apply for, and I think she applied to all of them. We must remain hopeful. But back on the topic of New Years Eve, I have been scouting about how to make a vegan fondue, so we might just do that this year. Maybe I'll make that, and we can sit around and watch Forever Knight or Sleepy Hollow or something equally interesting. Lord and Lady know we have enough things queued on Netflix to last a short lifetime. Depending on if Katsuko has to work the next day (and if she does, at what time she has to work), maybe we'll even go through quite a few of them.

But mostly, I think we are wanting to rewatch some key episodes of the third and final season of Forever Knight. Because we have a couple of Heartbreakers stories to write ("Dust to Dust" and "CSI: Toronto", namely) and catching up on the series in question would not be the worst idea. I mean, I have all the episodes, after all. Amusingly, I do still have all the episodes as I taped them on VHS when they originally aired, but I also now have the entire series on DVD and it needs a watching or two. Some of my favorite episodes aren't from Season Three (namely "Curiouser and Curiouser" and "A More Permanent Hell"), but I do have many I love from Season Three ("Black Buddha", "Sons of Belial", "Fever", and "Ashes to Ashes").

And that's me well over my 750. I think I'm going to try again on a hot bath, see if it helps my back any. Later, folks.

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Friday, 20 December 2013 11:07 pm
apollymi: Ripley staring out in the distance, Newt staring at Ripley, no text (Aliens**Ripley+Newt: Mostly at night)
I had had vague thoughts of trying to do some writing for my 750 words today... but yeah, I'm not really feeling it. I mean, I might give it a go, but mostly, I'm just kind of meh. My head is still throbbing, and I can't really take anything at this time of night, I've found. Well, I guess I could take my actual migraine medicine, but I only have 2 of them left, so I'm saving them in case I need them. Excedrin Migraine works well enough most of the time, but it's so loaded up with caffeine that it makes it even harder for me to go to sleep, on top of it already being hard enough. So I guess I'll just try to go to sleep through it. Here's hoping anyway.

Today was... loud. Construction around the apartment complex continues. They pulled the siding off the side of our patio... and apparently they discovered that there wasn't really anything between the siding and the stairwell to the 2nd and 3rd floor balconies. There wasn't any actual wall there. I'm not sure that I followed the entire conversation that went on about that, but there was a lot of "cuatro?" and "ocho!" immediately following this discovery. I took it to mean that they were trying to figure out how many sets of paneling they needed to put up in that case. I also got to hear a discussion in which "gato" and "YouTube" came up quite a bit. I'm not sure if my cats just ended up on YouTube or not.

Jimi took some bravery pills and climbed into my bedroom window to watch the construction guys. Hey, for him, that's very brave. It's like "going over Niagara Falls in a barrel" brave as far as he's concerned. He's not the bravest soul on the planet. That's fine: that's how he is. So for him to be where strangers can see him? That's being a little badass. I photographed it for later proof of his bravery and put it on Twitter.

I'm still off Facebook, except for answering comments that I get from people. I'm not doing the memes that people have tagged me in there. I find myself not overly caring too much about whether or not I go back to Facebook, at least not right now. I used it more as my public face. I guess I'll still use it for publicity and such, but I really fail to care about checking a lot of people's feeds. In fact, it's just a select few that I give half a damn about... and most of them I knew well before Facebook was even a thing.

Katsuko has an early morning tomorrow for work, so she'll be waking me up before she leaves. Hopefully Roo will allow me to get some sleep tonight, so that I can leave before it gets too late in the day. Mostly, I just want to be out of Atlanta by no later than lunch, so that I can clear Columbus before 2:00 and hopefully be to Cuthbert by 3:00 or so. That's the very latest I want to be gone, though. I'm not too sure I want to do lunch on the road, so maybe I'll aim to be in Cuthbert by around lunchtime. It's not a fantastic plan and it's in no way finalized, but it's what's going around in my head.

I'm still finalizing my list of things to bring. I've packed most of it, excluding the things I will need tonight and in the morning. I have clothes packed for warm and cool weather, because it's so all over the place this time of year. Who knows?

Really, I guess that's the theme of this entry: "Who knows? Not me." I just... yeah. Meh. I have 100 words to go. Fuck it. Let's see what else is willing to come out of me as far as words go.

The thing I was thinking on ficcing out for my 750 was sort of original, set in the same universe as my Camp NaNoWriMo from July/JulNoWriMo story for this year. It's a 'verse I've played in many other times and keep coming back to and rewriting. Mostly, I call it the "Mirror Doll 'verse" because that was the tentative title for the original story. Somewhere along the way, though, a lot of it got changed. The mythology of it is very intricate and lengthy, so that's why it keeps getting pushed back.

The basic gist of it is that, when the world was young, there were a group of sisters. Each of them created their own race of beings: humans, elementals, fae, demons, etc. The oldest sister was the Ice Queen (or Snow Queen, I've used both). The race she created died out in a war with the humans so long ago that no one even remembers what they were called (because I'm not enough of a linguist to come up with a name). She tried to freeze the planet in revenge but instead fell into a deep slumber. The other sisters eventually followed her into sleep, while their races lived on or died out. Fast forward to a few hundred years in our future. It's ten years after the War of the Aggressions, where the humans tried to wipe out the other races, now collectively (and unimaginatively) called the "Others". They failed, after their figurehead general disappeared. There has been a truce in effect since the bombing of London. And that's where the Camp NaNo story I was working on picked up. What was interesting, to me, in writing said Camp NaNo story was that, somewhere along the way, it started coinciding with the Endless Loop universe... and is now set a few hundred years in the future of EL (which is in our present time).

And that's me over my 750 minimum now, so I'm gonna go bugger off. Later, folks.


Saturday, 14 December 2013 11:10 pm
apollymi: Vachon leaning close over Nick's shoulder, no text (FK**Nick/Vachon: Heartbreakers)
I have a new and completely original thought for everyone to ponder today: politics have no place in friendships. I'm taking a break from Facebook at least until New Years because otherwise I'm going to say things to one of my oldest friends about her and her husband's habit of bringing their (very conservative) politic leanings up on Facebook. (The kind that would make Scrooge blush.) So yeah, I'm walking away from Facebook at least until the new year starts and maybe even until my birthday. It all depends on how annoyed I continue to be.

I... wrote like a fiend last night. I wrote some on the Belladonna sequel. I did a Forever Knight fic in the same series I've been playing around in off and on for years now, since 2010. This one was longer than the previous two put together. I'm trying to drag Katsuko into writing in the series, since I've been giving her coauthor credit on every story.

I do need to rename that series of fics, though. We originally came up with "CSI: Toronto" as an alternate universe/fusion fic, putting Forever Knight together with CSI. When I started working on this series, though, I just went ahead and used that name for the series. It doesn't really fit, though. I mean, I'm writing post-series, where not everyone is as dead as they were/could have been at the end of the actual series. Oh, some of the characters are still dead... or at least mostly dead. I left a couple of the characters who were killed in a state of dead, where they're ghosts... and still pains in the ass. It's good for Nick. He needs someone on his ass to quit brooding. He could give Angel lessons, and that's really saying something.

But no, I need a new title for the series. I've mostly been using song lyrics for chapter/story titles, though I can't remember which song I used for the first story "Turned to Dust". I remember it was a song, I think. The second, "Sanctity Here That I Call Home", is from "Solitary Ground" by Epica. Today's story, "This is not our Paradise", is from "Paradise (What About Us?)" by Within Temptation with Tarja. I'll come up with something eventually.

I got up this morning at my usual time, and I did not weigh myself. I've pretty much decided that weekends will be weighing in-free times. The weekends are not the time for stuff like that, stuff that's stressing. Too bad that was the only bit of stress that I was able to avoid today. We heard a weird tapping sound this morning in my room before Katsuko got on the road and all. We looked and decided it was the rain hitting the exposed but plastic-covered insulation. Katsuko left for work. I kept hearing the sound, and finally I went to investigate it further.

It was rain all right, but it was the sound of the rain hitting the inside shutter of my window. Yes, the inside part, the part that allowed it to leak into the apartment and into my bedroom. By the time I checked it, there was a veritable waterfall going. I plugged it up as best I could and went out back to check what was up. When the workers removed the exterior siding of the complex, they didn't put up weather stripping on the back half of our building. They did the front half, yeah, but not the back... and the back is where my bedroom is. I called the office to try to get someone to work on it, left a message, then went up there and talked to them in person to make sure my point got taken seriously. Isis called maintenance, promised me they would be at the apartment in 30 minutes, and apologized. I came back home and put the towels I had in and under the windows into the dryer. At one point, there were four guys from maintenance here trying to make a workaround... because there wasn't a lot they could do for it in the rain.

I ended up running some five loads of towels, just trying to keep up with the water. They managed to slow it to a crawl, instead of a flood, which was good, I guess. My bedroom carpet is soaked completely through right at the window, though, which is a bit not good. I'm thinking about sleeping in the living room tonight. I get sick too easily to risk sleeping in a damp room like that. This is disappointing. I guess it's best not to risk it.

I did get my exercise in for the day. Today was a General Exercise day, so I did the Count Up-Count Down workout. I'm actually looking forward to tomorrow's rest day, though. Monday will be Cardio, followed by Abs, then Challenges, Legs, Rest, and Cardio again. This is all good.

And yeah, that's about it.

Day 6

Wednesday, 6 November 2013 11:48 pm
apollymi: Chococat waving, text reads "NaNoWriMo" (My Writing: NaNoWriMo)
NaNoWriMo is eating my soul.

This is no shock to anyone who has ever done NaNoWriMo. You don't have to have even "won" to know that this month long game/contest/challenge will eat your soul for breakfast and spit out the blackened core.

This year, I'm unemployed at this point in November. You would think it would make writing easier. You would think that there would be so much more time for writing and maybe that I would even already be done. There are entire worlds of how true this is not. It's hard to concentrate on writing when you're trying to find a job. It's hard to make sure you have what each character calls everyone else straight in your head when you're worried about paying your bills. It's hard to world build when you don't know if you can borrow enough money to pay rent again this month.

I counted them up: I've put out 138 applications. I have had 3 phone interviews, 3 face-to-face interviews, and an untold number of minor panic attacks. I've gotten at least 15 form rejection emails. I have to make at least 2 more applications this week in order to hopefully continue to be eligible for unemployment. I will probably make a whole lot more than that.

I have smart ass Facebook friends who send me "You should be writing" pictures every day of NaNoWriMo. This does exactly the opposite of motivation for me, but my pleas seem to fall on deaf ears.

But, that's neither here nor there. It's the wee hours of the morning (and this was started well before midnight, so I've been working on this journal post for hours now). The time is right for writing.

I leave you now with the word count update for Day 6.

10175 / 50000 words. 20% done!

Roo love

Wednesday, 9 October 2013 10:30 pm
apollymi: Hicks holding Ripley as Ripley holds Newt, text reads "Family" (Aliens**Hicks/Ripley+Newt: Family)
I am laying on the couch as I type this, and I am experiencing a surplus of Roo love. By this, I mean that he is laying over one shoulder and down my chest. He's quite happy, quite warm, and quite purr-ful. All of these are of course good things... but the warm would be more appreciated when it gets a little cooler.

And now he's standing on one boob and my stomach. Which seems to instantly set it to churning. Clearly 16 pounds of kitty fluff and love is too much for it to handle.

A friend of mine on Facebook, Former Coworker Kelly, shared a link to this shirt on Facebook yesterday... and I can't help agreeing. This is why we can't have nice things, like me getting to go to a state park over the weekend. And it would be wrong to sneak in, if such a thing is even possible.

No writing done today, but that's all right. Instead, I took Katsuko to work, talked with Mum on the phone, passed out almost immediately after we hung up, and slept until around 2pm. There's a reason I'm not bothered by this: I didn't sleep well last night, and that's because I was dreaming about interviews. As in I was dreaming about being interviewed. And oh, of course they were the horrible kinds of interviews with the questions you could never prepare yourself for. And it was a joint interview like I had at Barnes and Noble. And the questions were wildly illegal. But that's what my brain conjured up for me to dream about last night.

I'm going to try to get caught up tonight or tomorrow on all that I have handwritten on Color of Life, so that I can get started on finishing it up. November actually isn't that far away, and I want to be in a good place to start work on Blood and Sacrifice. I've even already mocked up a cover... that looks a whole lot better than the mock-up for Color of Life that I did in 2010 (and mostly it's just me taking one stock photo, trimming it, and then playing with color variations, layers, and gradients).

And I guess I'm about done. I am free of a Roo, so I guess I should be getting back to my desk ASAP, before he realizes I'm kitty-free at the moment.

Before I head out

Saturday, 29 June 2013 02:48 pm
apollymi: Bakura & Kaiba fanart commission, text reads "Apollymi" (Sanrio**Chococat: Strolling)
It's almost time for Former Coworker Kelly's b-day bash. I'm throwing together a quickie meal so neither of us (read: me) ends up pigging out there. Katsuko already picked up the corn on the cob, and I got us veggie burgers to nom upon, so I think we're pretty well set. Just need to scarf down some quickie peanuty noodles, and then we'll be on our way.

And thus is why I'm typing this on the iPad in the kitchen while I'm eating. Because I'm bad like that.

Once the shindiging is over, we'll come back home and I'll make my posts for the day.

Someone, anyone, help me find videos or pictures of pretty girls playing sports. Please!