Hazy, Crazy Dayzies...
Oy vey... my life is crazy this week.
First off, I got some inspiration for Last 10, after forever and a day of nothing. So, I started to write. Then, I lost it. Then it came back. But unfortunately, it's gone again.
I'm starting to get some sort of a conversation between Paris and Rory starting in my head, so hopefully, chapter 5 of TC will be done soon. Then, there are my exchange projects. I still have Amy's summer fic, that every once in a while, I'll add stuff to, but it's really, really long, so it's taking forever. Plus, I still don't have my mojo, so everything is basically at a standstill, especially my winter exchange fic. I know what I'm doing with it, it's just a matter of actually sitting down, finding time and energy to write it. I loathe this funk I've been in since January. I can't seem to find my way out from under it.
Plus, I have to go into work today, because we're getting a visit tomorrow, from the lovely John. So, the store has to be perfect. I hate that. Glad that I'm not working tomorrow. I have school, but usually, Nor has me there for visits. I hate them.
And, my parents are in a tizz because Mego's Eagle Scout Court of Honor is on Saturday, and we have 150 people coming. Then, there is the after party at our house. Plus, we have people staying here. So, my room has to be perfectly spotless for Uncle Pete and Aunt Paula. Then Aunt Diane is here to, thank God. She'll be able to get my Mom to calm it down a few notches.
I should really be cleaning right now, as I have a whole bunch of crap sitting in the center of my bedroom, and half my closet on my bed. Plus, I need to do laundry. And did I mention that I have to work at 3pm?
And then there is the five pages that I need to write on Renaissance Art. Plus, the research that I haven't started for my music paper on Music in Film. Oh, and the math and three stories and correlating papers and short stories that I have to write for English.
I'm so overwhelmed. I want to just curl up and go to sleep for a thousand years, but somehow, I don't think that will be an option.
Gotta go, if my mom comes back and sees me typing away on this thing rather than working on the disaster called my room, I won't have to worry about any of this stuff, cuz she'll kill me.
Katherine
First off, I got some inspiration for Last 10, after forever and a day of nothing. So, I started to write. Then, I lost it. Then it came back. But unfortunately, it's gone again.
I'm starting to get some sort of a conversation between Paris and Rory starting in my head, so hopefully, chapter 5 of TC will be done soon. Then, there are my exchange projects. I still have Amy's summer fic, that every once in a while, I'll add stuff to, but it's really, really long, so it's taking forever. Plus, I still don't have my mojo, so everything is basically at a standstill, especially my winter exchange fic. I know what I'm doing with it, it's just a matter of actually sitting down, finding time and energy to write it. I loathe this funk I've been in since January. I can't seem to find my way out from under it.
Plus, I have to go into work today, because we're getting a visit tomorrow, from the lovely John. So, the store has to be perfect. I hate that. Glad that I'm not working tomorrow. I have school, but usually, Nor has me there for visits. I hate them.
And, my parents are in a tizz because Mego's Eagle Scout Court of Honor is on Saturday, and we have 150 people coming. Then, there is the after party at our house. Plus, we have people staying here. So, my room has to be perfectly spotless for Uncle Pete and Aunt Paula. Then Aunt Diane is here to, thank God. She'll be able to get my Mom to calm it down a few notches.
I should really be cleaning right now, as I have a whole bunch of crap sitting in the center of my bedroom, and half my closet on my bed. Plus, I need to do laundry. And did I mention that I have to work at 3pm?
And then there is the five pages that I need to write on Renaissance Art. Plus, the research that I haven't started for my music paper on Music in Film. Oh, and the math and three stories and correlating papers and short stories that I have to write for English.
I'm so overwhelmed. I want to just curl up and go to sleep for a thousand years, but somehow, I don't think that will be an option.
Gotta go, if my mom comes back and sees me typing away on this thing rather than working on the disaster called my room, I won't have to worry about any of this stuff, cuz she'll kill me.
Katherine
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