So I sat my butt down
Nov. 5th, 2019 10:00 pmI've written 3709 words already today, made five homework assignments, taught, voted, submitted a novella and am siting down to write some more.
I'm cut off from OH's political climate in many ways. My TV comes from KY (one 'local' station) and the other locals are from WV. Zero are from OH so I never know who's running and it's not as easy to look up as it SHOULD be. SO I get there and it's three items (school board and a judge) and half was running unopposed. Worth that 10 mile drive to get there. I did see we've gone back to paper.
My parents have been out of touch for two days. I called and called, no answer so I emailed. They disconnected the phone for a nap and forgot to turn it back on. Side eyes them.
Avoided L again today. 'I'm in a better mood' then continues to bitch ignoring the fact I'm stuffing food into my face so I can get to my lab and I have students flapping around everywhere (on the plus side, the bacteria grew nice yay for my researcher having good technique)
Also if you're watching Prodigal Son and want someone to chat with, bring it (ELD is already tired of my nonsense so I'm now bothering strangers on Twitter) but this was a fun recap of last night. But dear heavens, Malcolm can't go one installment without his life in peril. Can they wrap the man in bubble wrap for OUR sanity? (and how many of my friends have said this about ME?)
and uh, last night might have spawned fic here (HUSH ELD)
bbl with the full night's nano tally
7575 / 50000 words. 15% done!
I'm cut off from OH's political climate in many ways. My TV comes from KY (one 'local' station) and the other locals are from WV. Zero are from OH so I never know who's running and it's not as easy to look up as it SHOULD be. SO I get there and it's three items (school board and a judge) and half was running unopposed. Worth that 10 mile drive to get there. I did see we've gone back to paper.
My parents have been out of touch for two days. I called and called, no answer so I emailed. They disconnected the phone for a nap and forgot to turn it back on. Side eyes them.
Avoided L again today. 'I'm in a better mood' then continues to bitch ignoring the fact I'm stuffing food into my face so I can get to my lab and I have students flapping around everywhere (on the plus side, the bacteria grew nice yay for my researcher having good technique)
Also if you're watching Prodigal Son and want someone to chat with, bring it (ELD is already tired of my nonsense so I'm now bothering strangers on Twitter) but this was a fun recap of last night. But dear heavens, Malcolm can't go one installment without his life in peril. Can they wrap the man in bubble wrap for OUR sanity? (and how many of my friends have said this about ME?)
and uh, last night might have spawned fic here (HUSH ELD)
bbl with the full night's nano tally