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From bad to worse:
Computer issues aside, I was feeling okay today until I took a short nap.
Even though the only jobs my job developer sent me were the ones from the paper, which I obviously already had. I don't really need someone to look through the damn paper for me, me being quite literate.
I had a terrible zombie dream in which someone raided mine and H's zombie supplies, taking the mattress from our hidey hole, and swiping all our water, batteries and food. Fie! Had I been awake, I would have shot them like the bastards they are. So it's a good thing it was only a terrifying dream.
Then I woke up and hour later than I wanted because H forgot to wake me up. I guess being immersed in the virtual world of FF XI will do that to a guy.
I went out and checked the mail only to recieve a respone from {name withheld} books. I had sent them a query with chapters several months ago. Really, like 3 months. I was pretty stoked, because I thought if they were taking so long it was because I had made it out of the slush pile and someone was actually looking at it. I figured, even if they told me a bunch of reasons why it sucked, I'd at least have the benefit of a professional critique. But no, they kept it all that time just to send it back to me completely unopened. It wasn't so much a response as it was a flicking me off their shoulder like an annoying fly. I don't mind telling you, I'm very depressed right now.
What I really want to do is stay up eating sugar and writing all night. But no. Even though I have at least 1.5K to write tonight, I have to go to bed early so I can go to ther goddamn goddamn doctor. Even though I've been on the same medication for months, they won't give me a refill unless I take the bus all the way the hell down there and see her.
Plus, they didn't have a bunch of stuff I needed at the grocery store, like papaya enzymes (which I will feel like crap without), and fresh lasagne noodles as i am making seafood canoloni for H and myself for Thanksgiving--which we will do the Monday after because H is working even though it is both Thanksgiving and my actual birthday.
So to conclude, today was one big, long suckfest and tomorrow better be a damn sight better.
So as to end on a positive note: Congrats to![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
clockworkmonkey and his special lady friend for celebrating their one year anniversary. If you think this will keep me from having a crush on you, you are mistaken. ;-)
Even though the only jobs my job developer sent me were the ones from the paper, which I obviously already had. I don't really need someone to look through the damn paper for me, me being quite literate.
I had a terrible zombie dream in which someone raided mine and H's zombie supplies, taking the mattress from our hidey hole, and swiping all our water, batteries and food. Fie! Had I been awake, I would have shot them like the bastards they are. So it's a good thing it was only a terrifying dream.
Then I woke up and hour later than I wanted because H forgot to wake me up. I guess being immersed in the virtual world of FF XI will do that to a guy.
I went out and checked the mail only to recieve a respone from {name withheld} books. I had sent them a query with chapters several months ago. Really, like 3 months. I was pretty stoked, because I thought if they were taking so long it was because I had made it out of the slush pile and someone was actually looking at it. I figured, even if they told me a bunch of reasons why it sucked, I'd at least have the benefit of a professional critique. But no, they kept it all that time just to send it back to me completely unopened. It wasn't so much a response as it was a flicking me off their shoulder like an annoying fly. I don't mind telling you, I'm very depressed right now.
What I really want to do is stay up eating sugar and writing all night. But no. Even though I have at least 1.5K to write tonight, I have to go to bed early so I can go to ther goddamn goddamn doctor. Even though I've been on the same medication for months, they won't give me a refill unless I take the bus all the way the hell down there and see her.
Plus, they didn't have a bunch of stuff I needed at the grocery store, like papaya enzymes (which I will feel like crap without), and fresh lasagne noodles as i am making seafood canoloni for H and myself for Thanksgiving--which we will do the Monday after because H is working even though it is both Thanksgiving and my actual birthday.
So to conclude, today was one big, long suckfest and tomorrow better be a damn sight better.
So as to end on a positive note: Congrats to
clockworkmonkey and his special lady friend for celebrating their one year anniversary. If you think this will keep me from having a crush on you, you are mistaken. ;-)