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Aubrey; also Birdie.
Student and writer. Polyamorous and really gay. Chronically ill.
Local queen of cait sidhe. Powered by caffeine, anxiety, and spite.
Feb. 3rd, 2015 08:24 pm

It comes and goes in waves

mortalcity: Meredith Grey, looking down and smiling. (GA | I just wanna be OK today)
Books are unpacked from their boxes and in my bookshelves! I still have two and a half boxes of books to go through and decide if they're staying or going, but at least those will fit in the closet while I figure it out.

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Also, the vet gave the OK to let Ariel out of the closet and around the other animals again. He's a little freaked out about all the space he now has, the other cats are a little freaked about him, but every one of them is a big baby pushover, so I do not foresee more trouble than a few hisses while they get used to each other again.

There are people supposed to come over and set up my new desk soon (really for real this time, I hope), and once they're gone I can settle down and try to write. I am in the middle of an action sequence in FSMG, one of the first scenes I imagined when I started putting the story together, and it is hard but fun. Today is not bad so far.
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Feb. 2nd, 2015 12:23 am

I'm going to bite someone

mortalcity: Text: "Just because you're a zombie doesn't mean you're a bad person." (zombies | because you're a zombie)
Nnnngh. I put off writing all day because someone was supposed to come over and set up my desk, and I didn't want to get all settled and then get disrupted and have to move again when they came. Eeexcept they never showed up (for the second time, without telling me either time), and suddenly it's midnight and I haven't written anything. I am cranky as hell.

On the bright side, Medicaid was applied for today. Dunno when we'll hear back, but at least it has been put in motion. So that's my one big accomplishment for the day, even though Mat ended up doing most of it because it turns out we can apply as a family instead of individually. We also need to apply for disability, but that's probably going to need to wait until we've seen doctors, so waiting on that...

And Typhoid Ariel (he of the sarcoptic mange) may be allowed out of isolation tomorrow, pending a phone call from the vet to assure us it's okay. I'm so glad. Poor baby has been in the closet for three weeks and is very lonely, and as soon as he's out I will let him sit on my lap and puncture my thighs all he likes.

So those are good things, I guess, in the middle of all my crankiness. I'm going to see if I can write a couple drabbles or something to make myself feel better. I prefer to be hitting at least 500 words a day, but I technically only need 205 to keep pace. That's doable, even this late. Deep breath, shoulders down, getting shit done.
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Jan. 13th, 2015 01:11 am

I'll just be in the shower, scrubbing all my skin off...

mortalcity: Natasha Romanova: bandaged, drinking tea, sitting in front of a wall of guns. (Marvel | so.)
Uggghhh. We took Ariel to the vet today, because he has been tearing up his ears and moved on to his neck - it looked like it might be getting better for a while, but nope, very much not better, so vet became necessary.

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In writing news, the Kilgate series is going to be about two books longer than I thought. The book I thought was going to be first is now third, and has to be completely replotted now. Also I have to figure out what I'm doing in those first two books. I am still not quite done throwing a tantrum about this, even though I can already see that the books that come out of it will be better for it.

Still cranky. My life would have been much easier had I figured this out, say, a few years ago. And I am really tired of plotting and worldbuilding and all the foundational stuff. I just want to have one project where I am ready to actually write... but nothing's quite there yet. God damn it.
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