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galadriel1010) wrote2013-10-05 05:24 pm
galadriel1010) wrote2013-10-05 05:24 pm
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I am very bad at this
Last time I did this I'd just fallen off my bike, hadn't I? Whoops.
A couple of x-rays on my hand, over a week apart, proved thoroughly inconclusive, so they strapped it up and told me to keep it that way for about three weeks in total. Fortunately it was one of these gauntlets with an annoying metal plate up it, but with velcro fastenings so I could take it off to have a bath and the like. I worked my last two weeks on light duties, which mostly involved sitting on the reception desk and doing a bit of world building and research for NaNoWriMo and calling my old club once a night. I'm now unemployed and sending off a few desultory applications, but mostly I'm trying to get myself in gear to sort my trip to China. That's not working either.
I need to go back to my colour-coded to-do lists blue-tacked to the wall, otherwise I won't get anything done.
Right now I'm going to tick off posting my Reel_TW fic, which is very late but I sort of lost it. Sent off an unfinished version (why did I still have one, I wrote it two years ago), then had my posting day whilst I was on my jaunt around The South and got home to discover that I hadn't saved it in any sensible places. It has turned up, though, and it's been sitting on my fanfiction.net account waiting for me to get my brain in gear and format the LJ posts. I remember when this used to be something I could do in my sleep.
I think I need a routine again, and set times for writing and Not Simming. Good god that game's turned addictive again. There were months when I didn't play at all, and now I can't get enough of it. The passion is returning, hoorah! (It's just the passion for the wrong thing)
A couple of x-rays on my hand, over a week apart, proved thoroughly inconclusive, so they strapped it up and told me to keep it that way for about three weeks in total. Fortunately it was one of these gauntlets with an annoying metal plate up it, but with velcro fastenings so I could take it off to have a bath and the like. I worked my last two weeks on light duties, which mostly involved sitting on the reception desk and doing a bit of world building and research for NaNoWriMo and calling my old club once a night. I'm now unemployed and sending off a few desultory applications, but mostly I'm trying to get myself in gear to sort my trip to China. That's not working either.
I need to go back to my colour-coded to-do lists blue-tacked to the wall, otherwise I won't get anything done.
Right now I'm going to tick off posting my Reel_TW fic, which is very late but I sort of lost it. Sent off an unfinished version (why did I still have one, I wrote it two years ago), then had my posting day whilst I was on my jaunt around The South and got home to discover that I hadn't saved it in any sensible places. It has turned up, though, and it's been sitting on my fanfiction.net account waiting for me to get my brain in gear and format the LJ posts. I remember when this used to be something I could do in my sleep.
I think I need a routine again, and set times for writing and Not Simming. Good god that game's turned addictive again. There were months when I didn't play at all, and now I can't get enough of it. The passion is returning, hoorah! (It's just the passion for the wrong thing)
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