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.

Writing and Seven Seas

Thursday, 23 March 2017 11:20 pm
apollymi: Faraday at the card table, gun in hand, no text (Mag7**Faraday: Gambler)
[personal profile] katsuko and I finished a thing. It's only on AO3 right now, but it's cute and sweet and funny and needs to be read by all the people!

What I need to be working on is Wicked Ones. I'm fast catching up to where I am in writing, and neither [personal profile] katsuko nor I are currently working on it. I'm trying to, but Mean Faraday has a lot less to say when he's feeling less mean and more at peace. I'm pretty much stopped working on the AUs for Wicked Ones (Letter 'verse, Wild Horses, and Wandering Boys) until I get more done on the main verse, which doesn't seem to be happening very quickly.

What I have been working on is Monstrous: After Midnight and Resurrectionist. Because in Monstrous: After Midnight, I realized I needed to actually write some follow up to the mining camp scene, and because I felt like I needed to help out more with the story itself. And Resurrectionist is just fun and completely irreverent of actual canon: no one is meeting in the right order, everything has gone to shit, we're doing completely wrong pairings, and I want to see people collectively start losing their shit because it's going to take most/all of the story to get them to "right" pairings.

I'm working on editing a "light novel" for Seven Seas. It's long, and it's boring, and it's sorta meh... but it's still better than the Steampunk Dracula thing. I was sent the first roughly 100 pages to turn in by the 27th. I'm on page 52, so I'm doing okay, as far as I'm concerned. I don't actually know how long the novel itself is. I do know that I get paid $225 for the work, which is nothing to sneeze at. It won't pay this month's rent, but it might pay May's or June's.

And that's where I'm at for today. Later, all.

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.

Apparently, zombies

Saturday, 18 March 2017 09:37 pm
apollymi: Faraday in black and white, holding his gun, no text (Mag7**Faraday: Black and white)
So, despite my best intentions, I have 1300 words worth of world-building for a zombie fic. There's a further 800 words of character development. I'm slowly working through an origin story, and [personal profile] katsuko has done what will be the prologue.

So, yeah, apparently we're working on zombie fic now. I'm not sure how I feel about that. But we have the beginnings of a rather in depth world with characters that are still recognizable, despite the vastly AU setting. I've been asking the questions about how the world changes with a zombie apocalypse starting in January 1865.

How does this affect the war? Does it still end in April 1865? Does it drag on longer? Does it end sooner? How does it end? Is President Abraham Lincoln still assassinated? How does society cope with zombies? How does the contagion spread? What is the method of transmission? Where did it start? Do the characters know how it started? Did any of them witness the beginning?

What kind of relationships develop between characters? How do characters meet in this universe? Do the same relationships still form? If so, do they happen at the same time? How do the characters react to the zombie apocalypse? How does it change them from the canon versions?

No, seriously, I've put way too much information into a story that I don't even really want to write. But that doesn't mean I won't write it. Fic group seems interested enough in it. So, yeah, I'm thinking I'll share some of it, the beginnings of the website.

And now I think I'm going to try to finish getting this shit set up and then go the fuck to bed. Later, all.

A little something

Friday, 17 March 2017 01:41 pm
apollymi: Luke holding a lightsaber, no text (SW***Luke: Lighter side of the Force)
It's a couple hours yet until work at Mirko starts for the day. I've already dropped [personal profile] katsuko off at IKEA. I'm trying to talk myself out of writing a story that has been bugging me all day. I can't say that happens often. Usually I'm trying to talk myself into writing a thing.

Because I don't like zombie fics. I don't like zombie movies. I don't like zombies in general. But that's what the brain gremlins decided to give me. That's what I'm trying to avoid.

But I guess I'll see what happens. I'll try to work on Monstrous: After Midnight if I can't get Wicked Ones to talk to me instead.

Wish me luck!

Lazy day

Thursday, 16 March 2017 10:45 pm
apollymi: Hicks holding Ripley back, text reads "Together" (Aliens**Hicks/Ripley: Together)
I did a whole lot of nothing today. I feel vaguely more human than I did yesterday or the day before, but I also feel like I could use two or three more days of this to be in a better place mentally. I'm still working on it, and mostly it involves sleeping a lot. But I'm getting there. I'm trying.

I still have moments where I just want to go jump off a bridge. I'm not exaggerating. I want to jump off a bridge. I'm afraid of heights. But no, my brain has decided that the 400-to-85N overpass looks really fucking appealing. I drive over it once a week, and I drive under it three or four times a week. It's a constant thought. I tell myself that rush hour traffic is bad enough without a body to contend with too. Some days it even helps.

What I haven't done yet today is write. I've answered questions about writing. I've read other people's writing. But I have done very little of my own.

I need Wicked Ones to talk to me. I need to know what the hell is going on in Joshua's head, post-confrontation with Goody. I know he's working his own way to a better mental place, but he's not 100% there yet.

Damn, I wish all my friends from all my fandoms would watch this movie. I appreciate all the reviews and such I've been getting, but there are just times I want to see what [personal profile] desolate03 or [personal profile] daimeryan_rei think of some of the crap I'm writing right now. Granted, some of the stories are so AU that you almost don't need to have seen the movie. But sometimes we just flat out skip scenes that we didn't change from the movie, so that doesn't actually work.

The cut on my hand is looking a little closer to healed. I almost think the part across the meat is nearly there. It's the part that's closer to the side and the nail that is still lingering. The butterfly bandages have done a great job of keeping it from moving and all, so it is getting a chance to heal up nicely. It ain't gonna be pretty, but hopefully sooner or later, it'll be healed up.

What little I have written today has been on Monstrous: After Midnight. I'm working on the final battle in chunks and pieces. I have a whole mess of things that have to happen. I need to get through the Gatling gun, Fae-raday being shot, Jack Horne turning wendigo, blowing up the Gatling gun, and the aftermath. I don't know what [personal profile] katsuko's plans are, if she's going to try to get us to the point I'm writing, if she's going to tackle the Bogue takedown, or what's happening.

And that's enough whinging for today. I've been working on this for well over an hour now. That's longer than any journal post of any length should take.

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.

Lazy

Saturday, 11 March 2017 11:01 pm
apollymi: Ninth Doctor, text reads "Oh, look who just graduated from idiot school" (DW**9th Doctor: Idiot school)
I have had a lazy, lazy day. And I'm happy with this. I hung out with the kitties, I read for a bit, and I watched Primeval with [personal profile] katsuko off and on throughout the day. It's a nice change from everything else we've been watching, but it does mean that we haven't accomplished much for the day.

We've mostly stared at Tumblr and Scrivener and tried to make things happen, but that hasn't work. We've also joined a Skype group of some of the other Magnificent Seven writers. Not all that many of them, but some of them are ones I've enjoyed. But so far they've all be so nice. That's a good thing.

Roo has finally managed to happy drool on the trackpad so much that it's not working. Thankfully, I do still have the wireless mouse, but I don't like having to use it. It's not my favorite thing to deal with. It's better than nothing or trying to figure out keyboard shortcuts, though, so I'm doing it.

And yeah, that's about all I've got for today. I'm still tired and just... detached. I'm going to sit on my couch, and I'm going to eat some damn jellybeans. That's going to be about 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.

Updating the things

Wednesday, 8 March 2017 10:31 pm
apollymi: Captain America and Bucky staring at each other, no text (Aveng**Steve/Bucky: Watching)
So my hand ended up hurting too badly for me to even try to sleep last night, meaning I got less than an hour overall throughout the night. That in mind, I got out of bed a few dozen times to fuss about with the bandages, trying to loosen them to the point that it no longer hurt but would still stay on. I'd get it to what I thought would be a happy place, go back to bed, catch a few minutes sleep, then wake up with it hurting all over again.

So around 8:00, I went ahead and got out of bed to get ready to go to the Urgent Care. I woke [personal profile] katsuko up with the intention of telling her I was leaving and would be back, but she decided to go too. We got there by 8:45, saw the doctor by 9:15, and were out by 9:45. Doctor Patel was in and out in under 2 minutes, of course, but this is how doctors are, I've found. All the nurses I saw were excellent, though, and they who count, as far as I'm concerned. I'm supposed to start leaving it to air out a bit and only cover it to sleep and go to work. So that's fine. I'm also supposed to never, ever use Neosporin on it: only Vaseline. Which is funny to me, because I only used Neosporin because the LPN told me to.

It's also funny to me because it feels like medicine coming around full circle from where it was in the points of history I've been researching for The Magnificent Seven stories.

Everything above the cut is aggressively numb, which I guess is a good thing. Everything below the cut hurts and aches. The cut itself? It feels sort of... stretched. It only hurts if I move it too much and/or too fast or if something touches it too hard. Soft pressure? Okay. Gentle palpitations? Okay. Sudden movement? Not okay. Anything with pressure? Not okay. Anything weighty against it? Definitely not okay.

I didn't mention this to [personal profile] katsuko before today. But when I originally cut it and saw the depth of the cut (nearly halfway through the finger), my initial and completely numb thought was "Well, hell, I've just degloved my finger". Because apparently my brain has retained too much information from crime dramas.

Don't look up 'degloving'. Just... don't. Or look it up but don't look at pictures. It's a good way to lose one's lunch.

And that's about all I've got updates on. 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.

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.