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I've been meaning to post something here for, like, two weeks. I kept getting distracted. Or just annoyed at my brain for not cooperating with me.
Anyway, I have internet at my house now, as well as my proper computer back. Not that I don't adore the netbook, but Gwen has all my music. And a fucking huge screen (particularly after using the netbook constantly for a couple weeks).
I am incredibly behind on NaNo. My focus is nearly nonexistant, and the further I get behind, the more I begin to SPAZ about it. I am going to attempt to catch up a little today, though - my sleep schedule has been broken to the point where I am literally sleeping through all the daylight, which is not generally good for my state of mind, because sunlight? KINDA IMPORTANT. So I think I'm going to stay up until the sun goes down tonight, and use that time to write shit. Wish me luck.
That's probably a better use of my time than spazzing because something in the plumbing is broken and the floor of our bathroom keeps turning into a miniature Kashtta Lake (and our fucking landlord apparently can't be bothered to GET HIS OWN EMAIL ADDRESS OR SOMETHING), or getting all twitchyspazzyFULLOFHAT because I want to be out of the house but at the same time am not so sure about that being around people thing...
If my brain could stop freaking out at the world for no good reason, I would be so very happy.
Anyway, I have internet at my house now, as well as my proper computer back. Not that I don't adore the netbook, but Gwen has all my music. And a fucking huge screen (particularly after using the netbook constantly for a couple weeks).
I am incredibly behind on NaNo. My focus is nearly nonexistant, and the further I get behind, the more I begin to SPAZ about it. I am going to attempt to catch up a little today, though - my sleep schedule has been broken to the point where I am literally sleeping through all the daylight, which is not generally good for my state of mind, because sunlight? KINDA IMPORTANT. So I think I'm going to stay up until the sun goes down tonight, and use that time to write shit. Wish me luck.
That's probably a better use of my time than spazzing because something in the plumbing is broken and the floor of our bathroom keeps turning into a miniature Kashtta Lake (and our fucking landlord apparently can't be bothered to GET HIS OWN EMAIL ADDRESS OR SOMETHING), or getting all twitchyspazzyFULLOFHAT because I want to be out of the house but at the same time am not so sure about that being around people thing...
If my brain could stop freaking out at the world for no good reason, I would be so very happy.
