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A 3654-post collection

Procrastination Power

I just spent a majority of this morning making sure that anyone checking my stuff out can easily read my plot kittens file and therefore vote for what I write next. So far, I have three different votes for three different things, so when I finish Crime and Punishment I'll probably grab the next-shiniest idea that has excerpts.

I now have $1K out of the six I'm s'posed'a have in my bank. Soon. Yay. No announcements from Apple so we cool. With good luck, Beloved and I can make some bank off of our Bitcoin trades and actually get ahead of the rat race for a change.

Today is cleaning day. Tomorrow, I'm doing my Patreon rewards. Wednesday, I am getting my thumb out of my divot and readying the rest of my attempts to get an agent for my shit.

And speaking of shit... I went to the ATM this morning to get my budget, and apparently my card had expired despite the date for that being set in 2020.

So, alongside all the different crap going on in my day, I have to haul arse to the bank and talk to people about what the shit. And while I'm there, reset the PIN on my other card that I set up on my phone and stupidly forgot.

Which will take time away from everything else. Including plotting/getting dinner, getting fuel, and paying the nice peeps who help me clean my gorram house.

You'd better believe I'm going to make noise about this.

Further proof the universe hates me IMO.

So...

I did another thing on world-building, philosophy, and the writer state of mind over on my Wordpress. I was honestly trying not to be salty about my choices versus my criticism, but... Yeah.

I'm going to be on someone's shit list for a handful of months for sure.

I'm still waiting for Bitcoin to hit a favourable amount so I can actually has my cash. One sixth of the amount I should have. But I'm patient enough to wait and get there.

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Milestones of Assorted Import

Today, I have posted the last of Warp and Weft on AO3 [See the "Fanficcery" entry on the menu]. Possibly the weirdest thing I have written of my own free will.

Today, my story count over on Steemit will hit 1972. My birth year FFS. I've written up to my firkin birth year in daily stories. Of course, I know the real count is this plus eight, but you bet I'm making a big deal of it now.

For a small portion

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Cash Retrieval

I had saved $2K in assorted fundage, and my Beloved still owes me $4K from some past bail-outs.

Today, market willing, I hope to get $1K of it back from the markets. Otherwise, I wait for the markets to be favourable.

Also, I'm keeping watch on Apple to see if that new lappy is coming out. It's actually favourable for me to wait, because the price might slump a little.

I waited half a year for this firkin thing. I can likely

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Plns and Nonse

Nonse: I'm still coughing up chunks.

PLN: Go to pharmacy, get meds.

Nonse: The internet is being an arsehole to me today.

PLN: If vitally necessary, use phone data to do my job, add to novel offline.

Which, let's face it, firkin SUCKS. For me. And it firkin sucks for you because it's going to take me more effort to do less.

Tomorrow, the time window begins for the nation's premier phone company to come and inspect our phone line. In preparation

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Busy day

I'm seeing my dentist today. Always quote-unquote "fun". It's going to be more "fun" with a post-nasal drip that is -thanks, antibiotics- not green any more. I still have it, but it's less... virulent.

This on top of doing my daily writing, and a doctor's visit for Chaos this afternoon.

Today and tomorrow, I'm still taking antibiotics, and if I'm still horking chunks tomorrow, I will be getting the repeat. I can deal with these horse pills for five more days.

Finance

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Antibiotics... Working

My chunks are no longer colourful. Or at least I managed to shift one that was clear. Hooray.

There's less of them, too, so that means I shall soon be seeing the end of my nastiness. I can hope and pray.

Tomorrow, I have an appointment with the dentist. And Chaos has an appointment with the doctor in the afternoon.

Fun fun stuff.

I'm still trying to figure out foods for tonight, let alone what I'm doing with my stuff today. I

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Six Weeks Left

Including this week, I have six weeks left of writing Clockwork Souls.

And I haven't seen anything from the beta-readers of Rael yet. Well. Apart from my lifelong nitpicker, MeMum.

Not complaining, I swear. I need to find all the tricky spelling errors that my addled brain has glossed over in the meantime.

Miss Chaos is also horking up green things, so I'm going to have to find some time in our busy schedules to drag her to the quacks for some

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Oh Fuck

My car is due a service. Just freshly overdue.

That is going to co$t us. Lot$ and lot$.

All my lappy cash is tied up in bitcoin trading in the hopes of getting a better lappy in the new fiscal year. And since bitcoin is crashing at the moment, my hopes lie in buying low and selling dear.

Any extra cash I had has been sucked up in little disasters, rebalancing the credit card, and getting myself the odd shiny thing

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Well, Shit

It is Friday, and I am still horking up chunks. Damnit.

Which means that I have to drag myself off to the Quack's for some antibiotics. Which I am flakey about taking for some reason.

On the plus side, I'm drying out. Which means the environment for bacterial shenanigans might just vanish. But I can't fool myself forever. Just as I wrote that, up came another chunk.

Can not be delusional with myself. Gotta book that appointment for me today. That was

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I Swear I Feel Better

I'm still shifting chunks. They're not improving with time, alas. I moved two green ones this morning and am seriously considering antibiotics.

BUT...

If I can shift all the chunks by Friday, I won't need them. So I will be regularly doing saline doses on Max to help remove the gunk, and staying hydrated however I can stand it. When I get sick of Shamdy, I shall imbibe ginger/cinnamon/lemon tea. And vice versa.

I'm slow-roasting tonight's protein so that I'll

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Chunk Relief

Doing a saline dose on Max genuinely helps clear the blockages. So does staying hydrated in any form.

I've been adding atrovent into my nebuliser so far, but the next dose I do will be all saline. See how it goes.

What does seem alarming is the size of the initial chunks. On the brighter side, I'm getting rid of the blockages. And the colour is heartening.

I still believe I can shake this infection.

Today or tomorrow, I will definitely do

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Lo Batt Shenanigans

I was at Lo Batt, yesterday. A fraction of my general energy. And most of that is due to mucous.

Funny how having goop in your tubes causes you to not breathe properly.

But despite the Lo Batt status, I still managed to do all the firkin washing up and get a dinner on. I didn't have the energies to go shopping for supplies.

Knowing this, I messaged my lifemate. The love of my lifetime. Co-parental to our children. My Best-Beloved. To

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Busy and cold

I am in the process of kicking off this lurgi. For those interested in my chunks, they are slowly, gradually, getting smaller, paler, and less frequent. Yay, I guess.

Last night's sleep was spotty at best, and frequently interrupted by chunks. The good news out of that was I managed to get a piece for my Wordpress.

I got the whole cleaning day thing, and the usual writing to do. And figuring out something in the order of dinner.

I'm thinking -

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Hork...

I slept through most of yesterday and I feel a lot better about my place in this torture session called life.

I'm still coughing up chunks, but it's looking... good. For limited definitions of 'good'. In terms of chunk horking, there's less chunks, smaller chunks, and the colours of said chunks are giving me hope.

GROSSNESS WARNING: Colour chart for phlegm

  • Clear/transparent/white - nothing is living in your bodily fluids, you're good. For limited definitions of 'good' because you're still
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