I have two deadlines today, having won a bid for a freelancing project over the weekend. Negotiations took longer than the stories will take to write. Gotta love it, right? Mkaymaybenot.
I'm still nursing a headache on the left side of my head, and am worried enough to see my doctor. I'm hoping it's simply stress, but nothing in my life seems to be "simply" anything.
I have: Many phone calls to make; a C.V. to groove UP and a resume to dumb down; one visit; one interview; two stories due; housework which desperately needs to be done; clothes to be shuffled for the season; call an electrician; grocery shop (again); and call the victor alpha back if they haven't returned my call within the hour.
I'd scheduled a cable visit last week, but it turns out they were trying to pawn off some tethered line on me. HOW MORE SPECIFIC DID I HAVE TO BE WITH THEM?!?! I'm livid with the cable company, and they /think/ they're coming over today for an install.
Uh...that's not going to happen if I'm not here.
Oh...gotta get stamps, too, and continue working on my HellSouth dispute. I also need to see my banker. UGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHMONDAY.
Otherwise, things are just loverly. I've no wisdom to impart, no rants to go on, have been blissfully undisturbed by creepy lurkers, and feel semi-human today despite the headache. I'd love to complain, but dammit, I'm too busy. Heh.
It's 40 degrees, I still haven't made my way out from underneath the warmth and bliss of The Insomnia Bed, and feel like all these things should wait. Tuesday is, after all, the busiest day of the work week. Plus, despite the fairly smooth sailing of El Jay, Teh Internetz is again freakin' over the El Jay's change of ownership.
Um. Gotta life? Goody. IT'S JUST A JOURNAL. REPEAT. THERE ARE MANY LIKE IT, BUT THIS ONE IS MINES. EL JAY WILL LIVE THROUGH THIS, TOO. Geez.
Yeah. Deadline? TODAY.
Stories? SO BORING, but somebody's gotta write 'em.
That is all.