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I feel like this is going to be like it was the year I won, where I was behind for most of the month, skipping around writing whatever scenes popped into my head, and then one day I printed them all out and constructed the outline around them, and then I sat down on Thanksgiving and pounded out ten thousand words in one day and caught up and then some.
That said, I really wish I could focus a bit more, but I figure that if I can get my Lexapro dosage up, that'll help out.
Now I have about thirteen minutes until I have to leave for work and I spent a few of those minutes uploading Chuck Palahniuk's Diary onto my MP3 player, which would be fine except that I'm pretty sure I am never, EVER getting off the phones again. Or at the very least, that I won't get off the phones this week unless I take a fuckton of overtime. Which I will if they offer it, although I already told more than a few people that I'm not taking overtime if it means I have to be on the phones and I meant it. I'm already on the phones enough, thank you very much.
I can't wait until the ridiculous overtime kicks in already, seriously, because I'm pretty sure as soon as it does I'm giving my two weeks at Wegmans. Not that I don't like it -- hell, I'd quit my day job if Wegmans offered full-time and paid as much -- but it's ridiculous for me to throw away fifteen hours a week working there when I could work overtime at my day job for twice what Wegmans pays me. I may need two jobs again once the enrollment period ends, but ... well, fuck, maybe I'll get lucky and the magical book contract fairy will flutter down from on high and ...
... yeah, I didn't think so, either. *sigh*
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I feel like this is going to be like it was the year I won, where I was behind for most of the month, skipping around writing whatever scenes popped into my head, and then one day I printed them all out and constructed the outline around them, and then I sat down on Thanksgiving and pounded out ten thousand words in one day and caught up and then some.
That said, I really wish I could focus a bit more, but I figure that if I can get my Lexapro dosage up, that'll help out.
Now I have about thirteen minutes until I have to leave for work and I spent a few of those minutes uploading Chuck Palahniuk's Diary onto my MP3 player, which would be fine except that I'm pretty sure I am never, EVER getting off the phones again. Or at the very least, that I won't get off the phones this week unless I take a fuckton of overtime. Which I will if they offer it, although I already told more than a few people that I'm not taking overtime if it means I have to be on the phones and I meant it. I'm already on the phones enough, thank you very much.
I can't wait until the ridiculous overtime kicks in already, seriously, because I'm pretty sure as soon as it does I'm giving my two weeks at Wegmans. Not that I don't like it -- hell, I'd quit my day job if Wegmans offered full-time and paid as much -- but it's ridiculous for me to throw away fifteen hours a week working there when I could work overtime at my day job for twice what Wegmans pays me. I may need two jobs again once the enrollment period ends, but ... well, fuck, maybe I'll get lucky and the magical book contract fairy will flutter down from on high and ...
... yeah, I didn't think so, either. *sigh*
