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Today went pretty well. I got to roleplay and had much fun. I caught up on my @mail on one site, and on my email. I got things done, including around the house.
Way more things than I required myself to do, really. The first rush of momentum when I decide to start being useful again is always more than needed. As long as what follows it remains at the level I told myself I'd do, all is good.
I'm doing NaNoWriMo this year again. Last year, I wrote 2500 words and dropped out. This year I will do better! I can tell I will, because I have slightly over 5000 words of utter drivel at this point.
I probably still won't make 50,000, since it's a lower priority than almost everything else in my life and I'm fairly indifferent to the goal itself; my goal is just to get myself writing and see if any ideas blob up in there that I can do stuff with.
Today was uninterrupted by work, except for two brief interludes. One was when I logged onto my work account and checked my email long enough to see that the issue I was called about last night was, in fact, resolved. The other was when I was on a MUSH, hanging out, and got paged by a coworker who also MUSHes. We don't actually do the same genre much, so I've never played on a site where he does, but we cross on one site that's social/organizational in nature.
He paged me a work question or two and, as they were low-priority, I paged him back and asked if he could email them and I'd do them tomorrow, since it was sort of Sunday and I wanted what I could get of my weekend. :P
Way more things than I required myself to do, really. The first rush of momentum when I decide to start being useful again is always more than needed. As long as what follows it remains at the level I told myself I'd do, all is good.
I'm doing NaNoWriMo this year again. Last year, I wrote 2500 words and dropped out. This year I will do better! I can tell I will, because I have slightly over 5000 words of utter drivel at this point.
I probably still won't make 50,000, since it's a lower priority than almost everything else in my life and I'm fairly indifferent to the goal itself; my goal is just to get myself writing and see if any ideas blob up in there that I can do stuff with.
Today was uninterrupted by work, except for two brief interludes. One was when I logged onto my work account and checked my email long enough to see that the issue I was called about last night was, in fact, resolved. The other was when I was on a MUSH, hanging out, and got paged by a coworker who also MUSHes. We don't actually do the same genre much, so I've never played on a site where he does, but we cross on one site that's social/organizational in nature.
He paged me a work question or two and, as they were low-priority, I paged him back and asked if he could email them and I'd do them tomorrow, since it was sort of Sunday and I wanted what I could get of my weekend. :P