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apocalypsosI kinda want to adopt Kent. He's such a spazz, but he's so adorable! It wouldn't even matter if his dancing looked like a Muppet falling down stairs, he'd still be adorable.
Also, I missed the first fifteen minutes of the show because I left work late. I got stuck on a phone call with a guy with bad hearing and a bad phone connection so I ended up shouting the customer service phone number into my headset for ten minutes. And then had to mute the phone when I put him on hold to transfer him because I needed to let out the serious case of the giggles the entire phone call gave me. And I thought I'd be fine until I finished the call and someone three cubicles away said, "Hey, Jenn, what was that phone number again?" and the giggles just got so much worse.
Oh, and I missed Top Chef, which normally wouldn't be a problem because I wait for the later showing anyway, but I can't stay up to watch because it's either stay up and watch and get no sleep when I have to get up at the buttcrack of dawn to go to work, ooooooor go to sleep as soon as I finish this post and not spend all of tomorrow all BLAAAAAAAAAAAAAAARGH at work.
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I managed to cut The Grand Prize Winner down to 86k words or so, give or take. I really want to cut even more because I feel like there's a few other things that could easily get trash-canned, but right now I'm happy with what I managed to do with it. I'll salvage the damn thing yet.
As for Barren and the sequel to Heroine Addiction, I haven't gotten nearly as much work done on them as I'd like, but they're still playing around on the edges of my mind, so hopefully when the weekend rolls around I'll get a chance to sit down and put my thoughts to paper.
The only thing I've been getting paranoid about lately -- well, other than the fact that I have started neither of the other Big Bangs I signed up for -- is worrying about finding the time to write when I start my new job. I won't be working every night, but I don't want to slack off because I'm too busy trying to work myself into an early grave or anything. They offered OT at my full-time job for the next two days and I snapped up a twelve-hour shift tomorrow (Friday I have a dentist appointment so I can't) and if they keep offering overtime I'll keep taking it. I told someone at work today that my goal with the part-time job and the overtime at work is to pay off my car in under two years and I wasn't even joking about that. Of course, to do that, I'm going to have to juggle my writing and work which would be a lot easier if I could get off the damn phones already, ugh.
I'm going to actually WRITE something this weekend, though. Enough editing. Onward and upward and, uh, slightly to the left and upside down. Or whatever.
Also, I missed the first fifteen minutes of the show because I left work late. I got stuck on a phone call with a guy with bad hearing and a bad phone connection so I ended up shouting the customer service phone number into my headset for ten minutes. And then had to mute the phone when I put him on hold to transfer him because I needed to let out the serious case of the giggles the entire phone call gave me. And I thought I'd be fine until I finished the call and someone three cubicles away said, "Hey, Jenn, what was that phone number again?" and the giggles just got so much worse.
Oh, and I missed Top Chef, which normally wouldn't be a problem because I wait for the later showing anyway, but I can't stay up to watch because it's either stay up and watch and get no sleep when I have to get up at the buttcrack of dawn to go to work, ooooooor go to sleep as soon as I finish this post and not spend all of tomorrow all BLAAAAAAAAAAAAAAARGH at work.
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I managed to cut The Grand Prize Winner down to 86k words or so, give or take. I really want to cut even more because I feel like there's a few other things that could easily get trash-canned, but right now I'm happy with what I managed to do with it. I'll salvage the damn thing yet.
As for Barren and the sequel to Heroine Addiction, I haven't gotten nearly as much work done on them as I'd like, but they're still playing around on the edges of my mind, so hopefully when the weekend rolls around I'll get a chance to sit down and put my thoughts to paper.
The only thing I've been getting paranoid about lately -- well, other than the fact that I have started neither of the other Big Bangs I signed up for -- is worrying about finding the time to write when I start my new job. I won't be working every night, but I don't want to slack off because I'm too busy trying to work myself into an early grave or anything. They offered OT at my full-time job for the next two days and I snapped up a twelve-hour shift tomorrow (Friday I have a dentist appointment so I can't) and if they keep offering overtime I'll keep taking it. I told someone at work today that my goal with the part-time job and the overtime at work is to pay off my car in under two years and I wasn't even joking about that. Of course, to do that, I'm going to have to juggle my writing and work which would be a lot easier if I could get off the damn phones already, ugh.
I'm going to actually WRITE something this weekend, though. Enough editing. Onward and upward and, uh, slightly to the left and upside down. Or whatever.
