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...but it's getting late and this is likely the last one for today, honest. :)
Wrote a letter to send to Crow, a friend of mine who's stationed in Italy (she's in the Air Force). I envy the whole 'Italy' part, particularly as she seems happy with being over there - though I think she's feeling a bit lonely. Hopefully the letter will help with that. I'll send it tomorrow - going to borrow work's postage scale long enough to find out if it needs one or two stamps, though (address is domestic - it's the weight I'm not sure about). No bills to put in the mail - nothing due this week, yay!
Laundry's done. Dishes are done. Trash is taken out, grocery list is made. I'll still be on call next week, but it will be as the backup, so I will get far fewer calls if any. I've had quite a few this week - a lot this weekend - rather tiringly. But not when I was asleep or when it was really inconvenient (none when I was showering yet, for example), so on balance it hasn't been too bad.
Got several things that have been hanging around waiting for me to handle them, handled on Ephemera. And proceeded to go through jobs that were waiting on input and had been for a while, and double-check what was wanted and happening on them. Since replies are mostly not instantaneous (though a couple were close!), I've got a fair few of them assigned to me right now while I wait to see what needs to happen with them. I think I'm almost ready to take another run at the character generation rooms, too. I know what introduced the bugs, but I can't reverse it (that problem's worse than the chargen not working), so I have to find every single call to those functions and update them. Such is life. I will get them all eventually. Or I'll just rewrite it, which I must confess is becoming a temptation. I'm resisting it because chargen systems are not something I am good at creating, to put it mildly.
Still reading The Wood Wife. Sometimes I take a lot of notes in a couple pages, or divert to write; others I can go for whole chapters without a twinge toward my journal. Either way I very much am enjoying the story. I may, at the pace I am reading it, not need to renew after all, although I think it is due now in 5-6 days. It's only 320 pages or so, and I'm nearly 200 pages in. If I hadn't stopped to backtrack and note-take and muse, I think I could have finished it already, but the tradeoff is well worth it.
Feeling like I accomplished a lot and still had fun. Feeling useful. These are good things. I've felt like I was babbling here a lot today, but actually looking at it is no more than my activity on some other high-energy days. What made it feel so, I suppose, is the amount of writing I've also done in handling stuff on Ephemera, in my journal, etc.
I am hyper, and I want to read and write more. I may do a bit more reading, but soon I must go to bed, since tomorrow I go to the office again (I almost said I have to work tomorrow, but I was working today, so that's not really a distinction; it's only that tomorrow I expect the alarm to go off at 6 and my day to progress from there, whereas today it has been at my whim and that of the cell phone).
Wrote a letter to send to Crow, a friend of mine who's stationed in Italy (she's in the Air Force). I envy the whole 'Italy' part, particularly as she seems happy with being over there - though I think she's feeling a bit lonely. Hopefully the letter will help with that. I'll send it tomorrow - going to borrow work's postage scale long enough to find out if it needs one or two stamps, though (address is domestic - it's the weight I'm not sure about). No bills to put in the mail - nothing due this week, yay!
Laundry's done. Dishes are done. Trash is taken out, grocery list is made. I'll still be on call next week, but it will be as the backup, so I will get far fewer calls if any. I've had quite a few this week - a lot this weekend - rather tiringly. But not when I was asleep or when it was really inconvenient (none when I was showering yet, for example), so on balance it hasn't been too bad.
Got several things that have been hanging around waiting for me to handle them, handled on Ephemera. And proceeded to go through jobs that were waiting on input and had been for a while, and double-check what was wanted and happening on them. Since replies are mostly not instantaneous (though a couple were close!), I've got a fair few of them assigned to me right now while I wait to see what needs to happen with them. I think I'm almost ready to take another run at the character generation rooms, too. I know what introduced the bugs, but I can't reverse it (that problem's worse than the chargen not working), so I have to find every single call to those functions and update them. Such is life. I will get them all eventually. Or I'll just rewrite it, which I must confess is becoming a temptation. I'm resisting it because chargen systems are not something I am good at creating, to put it mildly.
Still reading The Wood Wife. Sometimes I take a lot of notes in a couple pages, or divert to write; others I can go for whole chapters without a twinge toward my journal. Either way I very much am enjoying the story. I may, at the pace I am reading it, not need to renew after all, although I think it is due now in 5-6 days. It's only 320 pages or so, and I'm nearly 200 pages in. If I hadn't stopped to backtrack and note-take and muse, I think I could have finished it already, but the tradeoff is well worth it.
Feeling like I accomplished a lot and still had fun. Feeling useful. These are good things. I've felt like I was babbling here a lot today, but actually looking at it is no more than my activity on some other high-energy days. What made it feel so, I suppose, is the amount of writing I've also done in handling stuff on Ephemera, in my journal, etc.
I am hyper, and I want to read and write more. I may do a bit more reading, but soon I must go to bed, since tomorrow I go to the office again (I almost said I have to work tomorrow, but I was working today, so that's not really a distinction; it's only that tomorrow I expect the alarm to go off at 6 and my day to progress from there, whereas today it has been at my whim and that of the cell phone).
