Magical Truthsaying Bastard Shadesong (shadesong) wrote,
Magical Truthsaying Bastard Shadesong
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State of the 'song

Body: Woke up from the wrist pain again last night. Been exhausted but unable to sleep all day - the body is weary, but the brain is hyperactive! Other body note: Have been seriously craving red meat all week. And no, I'm not in the Throes of Womanhood.

What's the brain been up to? Well...

Writing: I'm mentally assembling the "government" part of the primer; hopefully soon I'll have it together enough to dictate to Adam. 21 H/houses, each with their own role... my brain is detail-oriented, dammit!

Travel: Have plane tickets for Boston trip; had good planning-type conversation last night. I must reiterate that if you don't go to my Boston birthday party and have not already played with me, you won't see me on this trip! If you have played with me and are not the Craftsman - the Craftsman and I are working on scheduling, so... TBA. (This is simply because the Craftsman and I actually need some time to get to know each other better (the actual purpose of the trip), which can't be accomplished if I'm always darting off to lunch or dinner with other people.) Truly, the only way to see the people I care about nearly enough is to move to Boston.

Boston: Adam has a good lead that he may get a call from today. Is this eating my brainmeats? Hell yes.

Girl Scout Cookies: Girl Scout Cookies are here! $3.50 a box. Please PayPal me at shadesong AT livejournal.com. Cookies being batch-shipped to other cities will go out as soon as I have all of the money from that location; at that point, I'll know shipping cost and can tell you what your share is.

Flirtation: The Craftsman and my new flirt-person make me happy.

Elayna's Birthday: Her party is Saturday. My parents and birthmom will be here... um, less than 48 hours from now. Aii! The house is a mess and must become spotless by the time we go to bed tomorrow night, and I cannot do much cleaning! I can wipe down the countertop left-handed, yes, but I cannot carry a loaded laundry basket without eXtreme pain. Erf. So there's that, and also just party planning. What to do for favors? Decoration? And I have to review the entire plot of this mystery-in-a-box kit.

It's Not Soup Yet: I have a lot of thoughts percolating, mostly regarding relationships... but they are, as Spooky would say, Not Soup Yet. Incomplete. Not ready for prime time. And the problem is, normally I suss thoughts out by writing; if I just sit there and stream-of-consciousness type, sense-making things come out. And I can't do that right now. So the process is slower.

So many things in the brainmeats. *clutches temples* Aii! I need to have Elayna write stuff-to-do out on index cards for me. It helps when I can *look* at everything; it's so much bigger when it's all tangly in my head.

Um. I think I'm done typing for now. *nod*
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