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tarotgalI saw Catching Fire on Friday. Have I written a review of it yet? No. Because I suck. But I seriously LOVED it. Even more than the first movie. SO FREAKIN GOOD!!! I cried buckets. Girls, you know that one day a month that you cry at the drop of a hat? That was my Friday. Granted, I got some terrible news at work and one of my coworkers seriously got screwed over which makes me SO angry on her behalf... but on a day when you're already on the verge of tears (or have cried already) here's some advice: don't go see Catching Fire. OMG. ALL THE FEELS. It was really good. Afterward, I went walking with some friends by a lake (yeah, it was 10pm and, yeah, there was talk about what we would use to fend off any attackers, but we had a guy with us and I had my Saltines, so all was well). I didn't get home until almost midnight and my stomach was all "you never ate dinner!" And I was like "it's time for bed!" And it was like "I'm going to make you think about the awful thing that happened at work and make you cry into your pillow until you get up and feed me!" So... I got up and ate crackers until 3am. But that meant finally seeing an episode of Doctor Who that I really needed to see in order to understand...
The 50th Anniversary of Doctor Who Special that I saw in theaters! There was some weird miscommunication, so even though I had five friends there with me, we were split between two theaters. Ah well. I found some excellent geeky license plates in the parking lot. And I cried a ton during the show. It was SO good. Everything I could have asked for, given their limitations (for example, the inability to bring people back from the dead). I loved it. And I love that BBC America has been showing Doctor Who all weekend, because it was nice to fall asleep to it on Friday night and wake up to it on Saturday morning before my library volunteer shift.
I was exhausted and started to watch Lincoln on DVD yesterday night. But my stomach was so crappy and I felt so bad I ended up crashing on the couch, waking up to watch SNL, then falling asleep until 4am, at which time I hauled myself to bed. I woke up at 8 to take meds and went back to sleep. Then I woke up at 10:30 and literally sat in bed writing kinky watersports BBC Sherlock fic until 2pm at which point I:
1- needed to get something to eat/drink
2- finished the story
I gave it a quick edit and posted it. Then I caught up on some stuff, finished watching Lincoln (yes, I cried several times during it, as well), and betaread some of an awesome SPN fic that I can't get out of my head now... see, this is why I shouldn't read something until it's finished--for the same reason I prefer marathoning shows. I want MORE of it. NOW! LOL
I really want to get another one or two thousand words written tonight on my YA novel, but I don't think it's going to happen. My head's not in it right now. I just feel like writing short fanfic. Also, my stomach is being particularly bad. I suspect it was the protien drink I had earlier on an empty stomach. BAD IDEA, TG! I had some plain noodles after that, but perhaps too much butter on them. So I'm sticking to Saltines, Applesauce, and Gatorade. And not looking forward to the write-in at Panera tomorrow where they have discontinued the only food item I could eat. So... I'm going to try ordering soup in a breadbowl minus the soup.
What was I talking about? Oh yes: short fanfics. Which leads me to... I'm still undecided about what to do for holiday giftfics this year. It's pressure I don't need right now, with my health as it is. But it's also SO much fun and I really want to do it again. So I'm not sure what to do yet. If I decide to do it, the fics will probably be shorter than in the past (usually they're about 5 pages each). So I'm not sure it would be worth it to y'all. But at the same time, I'd really like to give it a try. So I don't know. I promise I haven't forgotten! I just haven't made up my mind yet.
The 50th Anniversary of Doctor Who Special that I saw in theaters! There was some weird miscommunication, so even though I had five friends there with me, we were split between two theaters. Ah well. I found some excellent geeky license plates in the parking lot. And I cried a ton during the show. It was SO good. Everything I could have asked for, given their limitations (for example, the inability to bring people back from the dead). I loved it. And I love that BBC America has been showing Doctor Who all weekend, because it was nice to fall asleep to it on Friday night and wake up to it on Saturday morning before my library volunteer shift.
I was exhausted and started to watch Lincoln on DVD yesterday night. But my stomach was so crappy and I felt so bad I ended up crashing on the couch, waking up to watch SNL, then falling asleep until 4am, at which time I hauled myself to bed. I woke up at 8 to take meds and went back to sleep. Then I woke up at 10:30 and literally sat in bed writing kinky watersports BBC Sherlock fic until 2pm at which point I:
1- needed to get something to eat/drink
2- finished the story
I gave it a quick edit and posted it. Then I caught up on some stuff, finished watching Lincoln (yes, I cried several times during it, as well), and betaread some of an awesome SPN fic that I can't get out of my head now... see, this is why I shouldn't read something until it's finished--for the same reason I prefer marathoning shows. I want MORE of it. NOW! LOL
I really want to get another one or two thousand words written tonight on my YA novel, but I don't think it's going to happen. My head's not in it right now. I just feel like writing short fanfic. Also, my stomach is being particularly bad. I suspect it was the protien drink I had earlier on an empty stomach. BAD IDEA, TG! I had some plain noodles after that, but perhaps too much butter on them. So I'm sticking to Saltines, Applesauce, and Gatorade. And not looking forward to the write-in at Panera tomorrow where they have discontinued the only food item I could eat. So... I'm going to try ordering soup in a breadbowl minus the soup.
What was I talking about? Oh yes: short fanfics. Which leads me to... I'm still undecided about what to do for holiday giftfics this year. It's pressure I don't need right now, with my health as it is. But it's also SO much fun and I really want to do it again. So I'm not sure what to do yet. If I decide to do it, the fics will probably be shorter than in the past (usually they're about 5 pages each). So I'm not sure it would be worth it to y'all. But at the same time, I'd really like to give it a try. So I don't know. I promise I haven't forgotten! I just haven't made up my mind yet.
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Date: 2013-11-25 04:04 pm (UTC)I...what? (I know you meant "cry" but the typo made me giggle.)
I shake my fist at Panera for discontinuing your soup. So lame. I also shake my fist at your tummy for being so unforgiving, which I expect to have roughly the same effect on it as on Panera. Have you finished the rest of your tests yet? Any word from the doc?
In the meantime, I wish you more rest and less stress and a heaping helping of writing inspiration/stamina.
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Date: 2013-11-25 04:20 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2013-11-25 04:23 pm (UTC)fifthsixth of the total cost. So yay health insurance!