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rachg82For anyone who's ever wondered, this is what it would look like if I were to get a job writing Hollywood love stories:
Oh, Facebook.
Speaking of love stories, I've got about 6,800 words done on my fic. Yeah, boyeeee. Two more sections to go (I think) and then I should be done. I know I keep saying that (heh), but this time I mean it.
Probably.
Damn't brain, stop thinking of words.
Either way, it's getting completed before Thursday, so help me God.
Changing subjects, I wanted to thank everyone for their input & comments lately. It's helpful. It's the right thing to go back to ignoring my mom's emails. I do wish I didn't still feel so nervous about her coming over though. Every time a car door closes outside, I tense up. Otherwise though, I feel fairly calm about how I'm handling my life right now. That's good at least.
Then again, who knows if that's 100% true. Ha. Maybe I'm not ~feeling my feelings~ and I'll find out I'm not really calm, and two days from now I'll burst open like a dam, all "I AM STRESSED!" We'll see. I'm not doing a perfect job keeping up with my resolutions, my place isn't eat-off-the-floors-clean, I still have my damn fake Christmas Tree up (hoardersapprenticeFAIL), bla bla bla, but HEY. I'm eating twice a day more often than not, and I'm *trying*. That has to count for something. I just want to find a middle ground between perfectionism & utterly giving up. I will keep acknowledging where I'm succeeding & where I'm falling short & adjust accordingly, working my way up towards my goals. Some take higher priority than others, like eating & job-searching for instance. If I haven't taken a walk yet, it's not the end of the world. I went out & did social things instead. THAT'S OKAY. It's all right to be spontaneous & flexible if it's for something positive, right?
In the meantime, I'll leave you all with three--count them THREE--Vids of the Day. Don't you feel lucky!
That's DP, the duo I saw perform on my birthday. They'd like to fuck you!
I COMPLETELY FREAKED WHEN I FOUND THIS SONG LAST NIGHT. Like, I can't even tell you guys. I used to love it so much back in the day. Still do. But I hadn't heard it in *years*. I came across it randomly & was all, "OH, SHIT! Yes! I FORGOT ABOUT YOU! Welcome back into my liiiiiiife!" Haha.
I think this might be the best performance of this song I've ever heard. It made me cry big, fat boo-hoo tears, all Nessun Dorma-style. Hence the "why I keep living" tag for this post. It's just one of those things that feels self-explanatory, like it doesn't need words. Just watch.
Oh, Facebook.
Speaking of love stories, I've got about 6,800 words done on my fic. Yeah, boyeeee. Two more sections to go (I think) and then I should be done. I know I keep saying that (heh), but this time I mean it.
Probably.
Damn't brain, stop thinking of words.
Either way, it's getting completed before Thursday, so help me God.
Changing subjects, I wanted to thank everyone for their input & comments lately. It's helpful. It's the right thing to go back to ignoring my mom's emails. I do wish I didn't still feel so nervous about her coming over though. Every time a car door closes outside, I tense up. Otherwise though, I feel fairly calm about how I'm handling my life right now. That's good at least.
Then again, who knows if that's 100% true. Ha. Maybe I'm not ~feeling my feelings~ and I'll find out I'm not really calm, and two days from now I'll burst open like a dam, all "I AM STRESSED!" We'll see. I'm not doing a perfect job keeping up with my resolutions, my place isn't eat-off-the-floors-clean, I still have my damn fake Christmas Tree up (hoardersapprenticeFAIL), bla bla bla, but HEY. I'm eating twice a day more often than not, and I'm *trying*. That has to count for something. I just want to find a middle ground between perfectionism & utterly giving up. I will keep acknowledging where I'm succeeding & where I'm falling short & adjust accordingly, working my way up towards my goals. Some take higher priority than others, like eating & job-searching for instance. If I haven't taken a walk yet, it's not the end of the world. I went out & did social things instead. THAT'S OKAY. It's all right to be spontaneous & flexible if it's for something positive, right?
In the meantime, I'll leave you all with three--count them THREE--Vids of the Day. Don't you feel lucky!
That's DP, the duo I saw perform on my birthday. They'd like to fuck you!
I COMPLETELY FREAKED WHEN I FOUND THIS SONG LAST NIGHT. Like, I can't even tell you guys. I used to love it so much back in the day. Still do. But I hadn't heard it in *years*. I came across it randomly & was all, "OH, SHIT! Yes! I FORGOT ABOUT YOU! Welcome back into my liiiiiiife!" Haha.
I think this might be the best performance of this song I've ever heard. It made me cry big, fat boo-hoo tears, all Nessun Dorma-style. Hence the "why I keep living" tag for this post. It's just one of those things that feels self-explanatory, like it doesn't need words. Just watch.
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Date: 2011-02-07 10:54 am (UTC)Yay for your fic, things are going well. Still have to start on your first fic, but I'm waiting a bit since I'm doing a Bones rewatch now. Getting at the end on season one now. I'm enjoying Zack there *sigh*
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Date: 2011-02-08 02:03 pm (UTC)It's gonna be a while before you can read my fics then! Heh.
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Date: 2011-02-10 07:58 pm (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2011-02-10 08:12 pm (UTC)Vash as she sleeps: "Phalanges! Occupational markers!"
Vash's husband, shaking her awake: "Honey? I think it's time you lightened up on the Bones rewatch."