Eugie Foster (eugie) wrote,
Eugie Foster
eugie
  • Mood: sore

Life is pain, you just get used to it

All the recent stress appears to have done in the fragile equilibrium of my human suit. Wing stubs are flaring something fierce--although that might also be due to the less-than-ergonomically-ideal temporary working setup I've been using. Ouch owie ow. My joints and muscles have also been so achy that it interfere with my ability to fall asleep. For a brief while, I entertained the notion of popping a Klonopin last night to knock me into sleepy-land, but then it occurred to me I'd be taking both an amphetamine and a benzodiazepine at the same time, which would be wrong. *gurgle* Too many pills.

LJ just informed me that my extra user pictures expire in ten days. Pook. I'd recently made some new ones too. But there's simply no way I can rationalize paying for extra user pix, alas. The sad realization that I'm going to need to seriously start looking into that whole day job thing is ruthlessly clubbing me over the head. Ow.

   

Writing Stuff

While I did a lot of various and sundry editorial work for both Tangent and The Town Drunk yesterday, as well as a whole gob of copy editing for fosteronfilm, I did precious little writing. I have once again fallen off the 100 words/day wagon.

I suck.


Received:
- Contract from Dragonfly Spirit for "Kaawaa, Naagan, and the Queen's Diamond Necklace." Signing and sending out . . .

Tags: contract, medical, writing biz
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