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apocalypsos... that pop up on my Facebook (and yours, I imagine) at this time of year, I posted this to mine:
Your holidays are your own. Keep Christ in Christmas, or don't. Enjoy it with your family, or don't. Celebrate Christmas, or Hanukkah, or Kwanzaa, or Yule, or Festivus, or whatever you celebrate this time of year, but don't let ANYONE tell you how to do it.
I imagine no one will respond, just like no one responds any other time I break up the flag-waving-conservative-Christian status quo over there.
(Seriously, I'm an atheist, but that doesn't mean I don't like to celebrate Christmas. I adore Christmas, just not the religious bit. And the great thing about my family is that my refusal to even pretend to still be a Christmas-and-Easter Catholic has become a teasing joke they make each year rather than a regularly-scheduled argument.)
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ANYWAY.
I didn't watch Leverage last night even though I really, really wanted to because I was trying to get my paws on one of my alternate Yuletide prompt sources. Except I couldn't, because the Internet is a dick and clearly hates me, so I'll just have to get it through everyday means rather than the questionable ones. I'm crossing my fingers that I won't have to default, since I've never had to default, but I will definitely be cutting this pretty close.
I'm also not caught up with the last two episodes of SPN, but I've waited long enough that I can hold off until next week to watch them, no problem. I am caught up on most everything else, though, except for Glee, which I'm pretty sure at this point is a lost cause and which I realized the other day didn't really bother me much.
That said:
Community: ABED! Which is my usual reaction to Community episodes, but I also realized the other day that out of everybody in the study group, it struck me the other day I'm the most like Britta, at which point I pouted hardcore for about an hour.
Top Chef: Are we going to do the "We were all stunned and realized how serious All-Stars is because we thought whoever got eliminated this week would make it to the finals!" thing every week? Because that's going to get tired really fast, no matter how much I like most of the competitors. Yes, All-Stars will get eliminated. Sheesh.
Also, what sweet heavenly crack was Jen on? WOW.
The Vampires Diaries: Okay, FINE. I ship Caroline and Tyler now, show. Are you happy? I didn't even LIKE Tyler until he became a werewolf and became permanently kicked-puppy.
Also, if there's one thing I can say for this show, it's that I never feel like I know what's going on even when I feel like I know what's going on. If that even makes sense.
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SO. Writing!
Yuletide is my current priority, which is making me jumpy right now because I quite literally have to take every ounce of overtime that gets offered this week if I want to pay my mom off next week, and I really REALLY want to, but it also means that I only have Saturday night and Sunday to write my Yuletide. I don't see it as being a problem right now, but I'm crossing my fingers when I say that because it's so close to the deadline and I've got to do SO much OT this week and I'm really pushing things.
After Yuletide, though, I'm free to work on my NaNo again. Which I want to, let me tell you. School starts the weekend of January 21st, which gives me four weeks or so to give the story a good thrashing and get all my ducks in a row and whatnot before my free time becomes the property of Keystone.
And then there's next year.
I'm having a bit of an internal crisis, although luckily thanks to the Lexapro it's not quite the internal crisis it would have been a few months back. The thing is, I don't want to go another year without being published. I really, really don't. I feel like I'm burned out of romancing the publishing industry, which is a lot less like dating someone who sleeps with everyone on the first date and more like dating a total prude who won't so much as kiss you without a five-year courtship and a two-year engagement.
I just want something -- God, anything -- to happen. Because while I'm not having the "OH NOES WHY DO I EVEN BOTHER?!?!" freak-outs that I was before the antidepressants ... well, let's just say we all know I'm not taking the Lexapro because my logical mind is always in control.
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I feel like I should apologize. I rarely miss posting every day but I've been regularly missing days the last month or so. And that's not to mention that I've only barely got the time to post, much less respond to comments.
But ... yeah. I'm sorry I'm not around much, and I'm sorry I've been lax in responding to comments.
*hugs*
Your holidays are your own. Keep Christ in Christmas, or don't. Enjoy it with your family, or don't. Celebrate Christmas, or Hanukkah, or Kwanzaa, or Yule, or Festivus, or whatever you celebrate this time of year, but don't let ANYONE tell you how to do it.
I imagine no one will respond, just like no one responds any other time I break up the flag-waving-conservative-Christian status quo over there.
(Seriously, I'm an atheist, but that doesn't mean I don't like to celebrate Christmas. I adore Christmas, just not the religious bit. And the great thing about my family is that my refusal to even pretend to still be a Christmas-and-Easter Catholic has become a teasing joke they make each year rather than a regularly-scheduled argument.)
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ANYWAY.
I didn't watch Leverage last night even though I really, really wanted to because I was trying to get my paws on one of my alternate Yuletide prompt sources. Except I couldn't, because the Internet is a dick and clearly hates me, so I'll just have to get it through everyday means rather than the questionable ones. I'm crossing my fingers that I won't have to default, since I've never had to default, but I will definitely be cutting this pretty close.
I'm also not caught up with the last two episodes of SPN, but I've waited long enough that I can hold off until next week to watch them, no problem. I am caught up on most everything else, though, except for Glee, which I'm pretty sure at this point is a lost cause and which I realized the other day didn't really bother me much.
That said:
Community: ABED! Which is my usual reaction to Community episodes, but I also realized the other day that out of everybody in the study group, it struck me the other day I'm the most like Britta, at which point I pouted hardcore for about an hour.
Top Chef: Are we going to do the "We were all stunned and realized how serious All-Stars is because we thought whoever got eliminated this week would make it to the finals!" thing every week? Because that's going to get tired really fast, no matter how much I like most of the competitors. Yes, All-Stars will get eliminated. Sheesh.
Also, what sweet heavenly crack was Jen on? WOW.
The Vampires Diaries: Okay, FINE. I ship Caroline and Tyler now, show. Are you happy? I didn't even LIKE Tyler until he became a werewolf and became permanently kicked-puppy.
Also, if there's one thing I can say for this show, it's that I never feel like I know what's going on even when I feel like I know what's going on. If that even makes sense.
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SO. Writing!
Yuletide is my current priority, which is making me jumpy right now because I quite literally have to take every ounce of overtime that gets offered this week if I want to pay my mom off next week, and I really REALLY want to, but it also means that I only have Saturday night and Sunday to write my Yuletide. I don't see it as being a problem right now, but I'm crossing my fingers when I say that because it's so close to the deadline and I've got to do SO much OT this week and I'm really pushing things.
After Yuletide, though, I'm free to work on my NaNo again. Which I want to, let me tell you. School starts the weekend of January 21st, which gives me four weeks or so to give the story a good thrashing and get all my ducks in a row and whatnot before my free time becomes the property of Keystone.
And then there's next year.
I'm having a bit of an internal crisis, although luckily thanks to the Lexapro it's not quite the internal crisis it would have been a few months back. The thing is, I don't want to go another year without being published. I really, really don't. I feel like I'm burned out of romancing the publishing industry, which is a lot less like dating someone who sleeps with everyone on the first date and more like dating a total prude who won't so much as kiss you without a five-year courtship and a two-year engagement.
I just want something -- God, anything -- to happen. Because while I'm not having the "OH NOES WHY DO I EVEN BOTHER?!?!" freak-outs that I was before the antidepressants ... well, let's just say we all know I'm not taking the Lexapro because my logical mind is always in control.
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I feel like I should apologize. I rarely miss posting every day but I've been regularly missing days the last month or so. And that's not to mention that I've only barely got the time to post, much less respond to comments.
But ... yeah. I'm sorry I'm not around much, and I'm sorry I've been lax in responding to comments.
*hugs*
