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I've been mistaken for a guy. AGAIN. What the hell, people? GODDESS of Potholes and Puddles. GODDESS! And don't my icons look girly? What is it? Is it what I say? How I say it? WHAT?! If it weren't for the fact that I can look down at my pudgy little very obviously girly body (helllllooooo boobies!) I'd be having a gender identity crisis.
I've been mistaken for a serious person. Evidently, I need to start using s [sarcasm] [/sarcasm] tags to stop passers-by from thinking I'm a fruitloop and that I believe in mysticism and shit. On the other hand, those who know me know better, so perhaps I should leave it as a way to keep out the riff-raff (Taking me seriously is like taking![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
cdpeck seriously. Unwise and probably dangerous to your sanity. Unless I'm gushing about my dog, everything is probably coated with a gooey layer of sarcasm. Wash your hands after handling or you'll get your keyboard sticky).
NaNo is going nowhere. This might be my failure year. Do I quit, or fail? I'll still write the story, it just won't be done by the end of November. Maybe a CYOA journal can be my Christmas present to y'all. Don't panic, probably not your only present, but that will depend on whether you've been bad or good. I'm not sayin' which will be getting the better presents... The official Christmas Present post will go up as soon as I send off the last of the packages I owe, so probably next week. Keep your eyes peeled!
My to-do-list frightens me. As in, 'freaky ax-wielding maniac in the dark forest during a rainstorm when you're trapped in a run-down shack without power' frightening. Like NaNo, I'm just not mustering up the energy. Despite the near-lethal doses of coffee, I'm still tired. I think just thinking about it is wearing me out.
Tomorrow they should be finishing the basement. It'll be almost done, we still have to frame in around the windows. That'll probably get done in a year or so, knowing me. But it'll be a FUNCTIONING ROOM tomorrow, which means all tomorrow night I get to help haul furniture down two flights of stairs. And eventually (once we figure out where everything is going to go) all 1,600+ of those books will need to get back down there. We probably need to buy more bookcases. Ergh. Spending money. :( Or, should I say, spending more money.
...and then I get to start on all that stuff I said I'd do 'when we got the basement back'. Because I'll have room back in my office and craft room to actually move, so I can get things done! Right. Right after the whole madness that is Black Friday. Oh yes, if there's a good deal to be had I WILL be braving the stores o Friday. It's a tradition!
I've been mistaken for a guy. AGAIN. What the hell, people? GODDESS of Potholes and Puddles. GODDESS! And don't my icons look girly? What is it? Is it what I say? How I say it? WHAT?! If it weren't for the fact that I can look down at my pudgy little very obviously girly body (helllllooooo boobies!) I'd be having a gender identity crisis.
I've been mistaken for a serious person. Evidently, I need to start using s [sarcasm] [/sarcasm] tags to stop passers-by from thinking I'm a fruitloop and that I believe in mysticism and shit. On the other hand, those who know me know better, so perhaps I should leave it as a way to keep out the riff-raff (Taking me seriously is like taking
cdpeck seriously. Unwise and probably dangerous to your sanity. Unless I'm gushing about my dog, everything is probably coated with a gooey layer of sarcasm. Wash your hands after handling or you'll get your keyboard sticky).NaNo is going nowhere. This might be my failure year. Do I quit, or fail? I'll still write the story, it just won't be done by the end of November. Maybe a CYOA journal can be my Christmas present to y'all. Don't panic, probably not your only present, but that will depend on whether you've been bad or good. I'm not sayin' which will be getting the better presents... The official Christmas Present post will go up as soon as I send off the last of the packages I owe, so probably next week. Keep your eyes peeled!
My to-do-list frightens me. As in, 'freaky ax-wielding maniac in the dark forest during a rainstorm when you're trapped in a run-down shack without power' frightening. Like NaNo, I'm just not mustering up the energy. Despite the near-lethal doses of coffee, I'm still tired. I think just thinking about it is wearing me out.
Tomorrow they should be finishing the basement. It'll be almost done, we still have to frame in around the windows. That'll probably get done in a year or so, knowing me. But it'll be a FUNCTIONING ROOM tomorrow, which means all tomorrow night I get to help haul furniture down two flights of stairs. And eventually (once we figure out where everything is going to go) all 1,600+ of those books will need to get back down there. We probably need to buy more bookcases. Ergh. Spending money. :( Or, should I say, spending more money.
...and then I get to start on all that stuff I said I'd do 'when we got the basement back'. Because I'll have room back in my office and craft room to actually move, so I can get things done! Right. Right after the whole madness that is Black Friday. Oh yes, if there's a good deal to be had I WILL be braving the stores o Friday. It's a tradition!