The idea of leaving most of my Land Comms has gotten easier this week. Not only have I been a bear to live with (yes, I haven't been able to live with myself very well) but I haven't been very calm about Land Comm drama. You don't include my cover in voting? Fine, I'm out of there! You ignore my comment? Never mind, I don't want to be there anyway!
It's me being a bear and I'm not normally like this and it will pass but the decisions need to be made sooner than later and this is just the perfect time for this sort of drama to come up.
I finished my 55 hour week and came to Mom & Dad's to discover the table and kitchen island overrun with ribbons. Mom and Sister have been working on hair things for the craft sale coming up in November that I need to get to working on. I'm selling some Lar Cards and have a good supply (because I keep forgetting to stock the story) but I need to work on some Christmas sets. Those always sell the best!
Then there was kid drama (the house is still full of them because Mom let some stay the night) which is always fun but Zane informed me that he doesn't like me very much and I'm weird. I already knew that so it doesn't come as a shock but I did love the look on his face when I informed him that if he didn't like me, I didn't need to buy him presents so I was glad he'd told me now before I went to Disneyland. We'll see if he changes his mind.
And now I'm attempting fic while checking my security settings and running a complete scan. My sisters have both been sending out spam emails thanks to a hijacker but their computers are both clean. Turns out it might be Mom and Dad's computer! Just in case, I'm checking my netbook more thoroughly than I normally do. This internet connector might also be to blame. We'll see in the morning.
FORTY TWO MORE DAYS UNTIL NaNoWriMo!!!!!!!! Have I talked about it as excessively yet this year? I don't think I've mentioned it at all! How dare I? Be warned... it's coming! If you think I'm obsessive about writing in general, you should see me leading up to November!
So I'm off for some sleep. That should help. Right? I refuse to think about the fact that tomorrow is my only day off before starting all over again and doing another 55.
It's me being a bear and I'm not normally like this and it will pass but the decisions need to be made sooner than later and this is just the perfect time for this sort of drama to come up.
I finished my 55 hour week and came to Mom & Dad's to discover the table and kitchen island overrun with ribbons. Mom and Sister have been working on hair things for the craft sale coming up in November that I need to get to working on. I'm selling some Lar Cards and have a good supply (because I keep forgetting to stock the story) but I need to work on some Christmas sets. Those always sell the best!
Then there was kid drama (the house is still full of them because Mom let some stay the night) which is always fun but Zane informed me that he doesn't like me very much and I'm weird. I already knew that so it doesn't come as a shock but I did love the look on his face when I informed him that if he didn't like me, I didn't need to buy him presents so I was glad he'd told me now before I went to Disneyland. We'll see if he changes his mind.
And now I'm attempting fic while checking my security settings and running a complete scan. My sisters have both been sending out spam emails thanks to a hijacker but their computers are both clean. Turns out it might be Mom and Dad's computer! Just in case, I'm checking my netbook more thoroughly than I normally do. This internet connector might also be to blame. We'll see in the morning.
FORTY TWO MORE DAYS UNTIL NaNoWriMo!!!!!!!! Have I talked about it as excessively yet this year? I don't think I've mentioned it at all! How dare I? Be warned... it's coming! If you think I'm obsessive about writing in general, you should see me leading up to November!
So I'm off for some sleep. That should help. Right? I refuse to think about the fact that tomorrow is my only day off before starting all over again and doing another 55.