Lucy was scheduled for a dental with no extractions, which meant they had to talk to me if they were going to do anything else. And the very nice man doing the cleaning did call me, and said that when the tartar was removed her roots were exposed on the upper teeth, and that he felt she would heal better and not need to go back in a couple months to have them extracted if he did the job now. So after talking to him I felt that I was…
Author: mizkit
wiped out
Man. I’ve been working on this grant most of the day and I’m bloody well knackered. It’s…almost done. I gotta print out some letters, and finish my artist’s CV (which feels really difficult to do well), and…that might be it. Then I have to send it back to Dad for the budgetary stuff, I guess. And then I’m going to go bury my head under the covers or something. Poor Lucy has been wheezy a long time. We thought maybe it was ’cause she was fat, so we put her…
flick flick flick
I stayed very busy today, and yet managed to not actually do the one thing I really should have, which is the grant. I am intimidated by the grant. There’s no reason to be, particularly since Dad’s done most of the heavy lifting on it. But it intimidates me anyway, and so I did ALL KINDS of other work in order to avoid the grant. I cleaned the kitchen, walked 7 miles, played CoH for 10 minutes, answered/wrote a number of Chance emails, uploaded things, downloaded things, cleaned nearly 400…
I could really go for a foot massage. Instead I get, um, well, to work on a grant application. Not as much fun, I think, although if I get the grant it will put me in line for Big Lots Of Exhausting Fun. So I guess when I look at it that way it’s not bad. :) *eyes the CoH updater* Right. If I get busy, I can probably get the grant done before the updater’s finished applying the patch, which will then permit me to play Issue 12 without…
woot!
I have finished my Subterranean Press short story! Jeez, that was 3K that took. All. Day. Long. But it’s done, and it…didn’t turn out to be at all the kind of story I thought it was going to be. But I think I like it, and I’m pleased with having written it. That’s *two* short stories written in the last 6 months! Goodness gracious! Well. My goodness. I’m quite pleased! *does a happy dance* ytd wordcount: 205,400 miles to Minas Tirith: 441.3