May 19th, 2004

SillyMe - Photognome

Happy Wednesday!

Happy birthday to blow_saidjulian!

Hello to new reader dopy!

We still don't know if we're moving this weekend. I just found the landlady's home # - we'd been calling the cell, but what if there's a problem with it? - and yendi will call today.


Writing Marathon
The coffee is tonight. I have about 30 pages left in my book; I shall have to go balls-out at lunch. Karla, Satia, IndieQueen, Skyra, how are you on yours?

Kires out the door. Poor Kires. He had many airline misfortunes that I'm sure he'll detail on his own LJ. Stressy-time or not, it was verra nice having him around.

Yeah, this is brief today. Wanna get caught up on friends page, do some writing, then braid my hair.
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Fizzgig! - velvetsteel

Set phasers on 'random'!

I have my new bathing suits from They are racing suits. Zoom zoom zoom!

Oh gods someone rescue me from this office. So. Boring. I. Am. Going. Mad.

I still want McDonalds. Someone needs to bring me McDonalds.

Zoom zoom zoom! I wanna go swimming. I anticipate this urge increasing exponentially during the move. I want to be underwater.

I am also wanting the luscious fuckings, oh yes.

Shopping on Femail Creations for house stuff led me to check Hot Topic for shower curtains because they have cute ones, and of course I had to check out dresses because Master made me all girly, and guess what guess what? I'm a size 1 at Hot Topic. That's kinda weird.

Don't worry - I have most of my appetite back. The other day I had a hummus plate *and* a big slice of chocolate cake for lunch. Not starving self.

mightywombat worries about me. In his low-key sorta-gruff way. I am cared about.

I do not know why I'm obsessed with haikujaguar's character Keshul.

I want to move this weekend. I want to move this weekend. I want to move this weekend. What I tell you three times is true.

If I go to McDonalds, I am unlikely to finish my writing-marathon journal. I don't care. I need horrible cheeseburgers.

McDonalds, man.

Zoom zoom zoom.

Take me to McDonalds, dammit.
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I got McDonalds for lunch.

Now my innards are all greasy and I can swear off McDonalds for a year or two. Oogie.

The good part of this is that I got to spend quality time with kaliwohi, who I generally only see when we've got a large group. One of the woes of having too damn much to do is that all of your socialization tends to happen in batches. See 10 people for LEWD or at JavaMonkey, great! But it becomes really difficult to set aside one-on-one hangout time and still give yourself time to take care of your family, your house, and - final priority - you.

Want to spend time with me one-on-one? Lunch. Because once I get home, I have way too much to do to even think about hanging out without feeling all stressed that the stuff isn't getting done because I'm hanging out.

I am going to go wait for the grease to subside.
Writing - XanaDuMalion

On writers and non-writers

I was discussing this with kaliwohi at lunch...

I don't understand how non-writers' brains work.

I have another world in my head. It's all I talk about sometimes... because it occupies such a large portion of my mind. Unless I'm horribly depressed, rest assured that while I'm sitting there hanging out with you, part of my mind is following a plot thread to see where it'll go.

This is so much a part of me that I don't know how people without this process information. And kaliwohi doesn't know how people like me process information.

The latter is... difficult to conceptualize. Information processing is very much a dialogue in my head. I process me-information. Part of that, by necessity, gets transferred to Shayara-information, because things that are on my mind will come out on paper. Then the characters will surprise the hell out of me with how they react to things, which leads me back to evaluating me-things in a new context.

That's... the least complicated way I can say that. And it's *still* not right.

It's just that this is always in my head. It flavors everything. And if some of my posts here seem a little structured, it's because that's how my brain handles things; I am a storyteller, even with nonfiction. (Of course, I'm more frequently a mess here, because things just pop out without me thinking about them at all.)

I don't know how I would think without story in me.

And, likewise, nonwriters find writerstuff completely foreign to them.

I told kaliwohi that this would make an excellent study. If it was at all studiable.
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Boondock/can't believe

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Regarding karaoke...

I have discovered the perfect song, oh yes. The one that will be impossible to follow. I'm a character actress, not an ingenue, so to speak. I'm not a warbler.

But this, oh, this I can do, and you will be goggling in disbelief. In the good way.

No, I don't do karaoke. But if theferrett comes to town, I shall have to.

Yes. This song. I win.
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