I needed that
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Today was hard. Let's just leave it at I saw political news just as I sat down to the bone practicum and literally it was all I could do to not cry through the whole day. It was a day I thought about calling a help call line but two students ran over their exam by an HOUR and by then I was more in control of my spiraling mind.
I came home and found out my ancient desk top has heard me talking about her worrying she might die as she is 11 years old. Twice she couldn't log in because the log in was wrong (and I panicked thinking the work lap top somehow changed it to my work log in because my other lap top DID somehow override my desktop's wallpaper and this lap top mirrored my work desk top so I have no idea how this is happening but it IS). FInally after powering down and restarting it again I got it to turn on BUT it acted like it was fresh from the factory (in spite of having all the games on it and I should have checked my files. I'll do that before I go to bed). Google and Firefox both acted like they were brand new to the computer. Every log in was gone. Word keeps bring up a sign in box. I have no idea what is going on but I think it's beginning to die. Sigh
Even dinner fucked up and my three cheese three egg omelette became cheesy scrambled eggs of sadness (at least they tasted good).
I sat down to the intergenerational story telling zoom
fauxklore had in her journal (as she was one of the story tellers). That was two hours of stories that really helped settle me down. I enjoyed it greatly (great job on your story btw). I'm very glad I attended.
And just as it was ending the work laptop goes your battery is low and dies instantly. Hey thanks for the warning. eye roll
Since I was out ghost hunting last friday here's two weeks worth of fandom recs
Unnatural Causes ch4 FAKE (wip)
Discoveries ch 5 Prodigal Son/Teen Wolf
Fading Memories And Old Friends Torchwood
Estranged The Sentinel
Halloween Magic . S targate Atlantis
At Midnight Torchwood
Perhaps It Is 9-1-1 Lonestar
Surrender Loki
Part of the Pack Teen Wolf
W is for Wet Stargate SG-1
Always Hope Doctor Who
Faith of the Desperate Teen Wolf
A New Case Prodigal Son
If Memory Serves ch 5 The Sandman wip
Fear Prodigal Son art
Letting Go Prodigal Son art
Malcolm Prodigal Son art
The Spark Inside Teen Wolf
The Right Answer Prodigal Son
Uninvited Guests Original
Sweet Words and Beautiful Poetry 9-1-1
Mission Of Mercy Torchwood
Even Prodigal Son
Triton Prodigal Son
All She Knows For Sure 9-1-1
Adjusting Teen Wolf
The Cage, the Fear, the Breath Prodigal Son
Hunger Saiyuki
Casting a glance at her hospital room door, Dani indulged in her anxieties. Her mother should have been here by now. Yesterday had been a blur of anesthesia hangover and oxycontin. She’d barely comprehended anything Doctor Brown’s resident had told her and the fact that her mom planned to come today. She’d called before leaving Pittsburgh and Dani knew how long it took to Columbus. Her first post-residency job had been here, bouncing from nursing home to private home with a home health company.
She’d surprised the hell out of Brown’s resident who popped in to do rounds at four in the morning. Ironically, he was a podiatrist like her and he’d expected her to be dead asleep when he came to check on her knee. She was a night owl and waking up easily had been her normal her whole life. They chatted briefly, her telling him she’d been in his shoes and did not miss early morning rounds before surgery in the least. She’d hated that. In spite of that, she hadn’t been able to suss out everything he said so she’d asked the nurse for a report and after explaining yes, she could understand it without a problem, she’d been shown the operative reports which left Dani stunned. How did I do so much damage just hitting my couch?
6882 / 50000 words. 14% done!
I came home and found out my ancient desk top has heard me talking about her worrying she might die as she is 11 years old. Twice she couldn't log in because the log in was wrong (and I panicked thinking the work lap top somehow changed it to my work log in because my other lap top DID somehow override my desktop's wallpaper and this lap top mirrored my work desk top so I have no idea how this is happening but it IS). FInally after powering down and restarting it again I got it to turn on BUT it acted like it was fresh from the factory (in spite of having all the games on it and I should have checked my files. I'll do that before I go to bed). Google and Firefox both acted like they were brand new to the computer. Every log in was gone. Word keeps bring up a sign in box. I have no idea what is going on but I think it's beginning to die. Sigh
Even dinner fucked up and my three cheese three egg omelette became cheesy scrambled eggs of sadness (at least they tasted good).
I sat down to the intergenerational story telling zoom
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And just as it was ending the work laptop goes your battery is low and dies instantly. Hey thanks for the warning. eye roll
Since I was out ghost hunting last friday here's two weeks worth of fandom recs
Unnatural Causes ch4 FAKE (wip)
Discoveries ch 5 Prodigal Son/Teen Wolf
Fading Memories And Old Friends Torchwood
Estranged The Sentinel
Halloween Magic . S targate Atlantis
At Midnight Torchwood
Perhaps It Is 9-1-1 Lonestar
Surrender Loki
Part of the Pack Teen Wolf
W is for Wet Stargate SG-1
Always Hope Doctor Who
Faith of the Desperate Teen Wolf
A New Case Prodigal Son
If Memory Serves ch 5 The Sandman wip
Fear Prodigal Son art
Letting Go Prodigal Son art
Malcolm Prodigal Son art
The Spark Inside Teen Wolf
The Right Answer Prodigal Son
Uninvited Guests Original
Sweet Words and Beautiful Poetry 9-1-1
Mission Of Mercy Torchwood
Even Prodigal Son
Triton Prodigal Son
All She Knows For Sure 9-1-1
Adjusting Teen Wolf
The Cage, the Fear, the Breath Prodigal Son
Hunger Saiyuki
Casting a glance at her hospital room door, Dani indulged in her anxieties. Her mother should have been here by now. Yesterday had been a blur of anesthesia hangover and oxycontin. She’d barely comprehended anything Doctor Brown’s resident had told her and the fact that her mom planned to come today. She’d called before leaving Pittsburgh and Dani knew how long it took to Columbus. Her first post-residency job had been here, bouncing from nursing home to private home with a home health company.
She’d surprised the hell out of Brown’s resident who popped in to do rounds at four in the morning. Ironically, he was a podiatrist like her and he’d expected her to be dead asleep when he came to check on her knee. She was a night owl and waking up easily had been her normal her whole life. They chatted briefly, her telling him she’d been in his shoes and did not miss early morning rounds before surgery in the least. She’d hated that. In spite of that, she hadn’t been able to suss out everything he said so she’d asked the nurse for a report and after explaining yes, she could understand it without a problem, she’d been shown the operative reports which left Dani stunned. How did I do so much damage just hitting my couch?
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