Dear Diary

Well that didn't last long...

I can usually make $400 last a fortnight. Not this time. The kids needed winter gear, we needed to stock up on rice, and I had to keep a promise.

I now have maybe like $2. If something pops up, I'm going to have to dig into my Dreams account to pay for it. And I don't have much in there either.

But it's still worth it because I get a week with my friendo and some interesting times are bound to happen. Including how I'm going to fulfill the rest of my promises without breaking the bank.

Ah, paranoia. It's such fun. I should know by now that I will always find a way. I'm bloody good at it.

And while I'm thinking things through, I can at least get on with my writing.

Payday! Huzzah!

Good news - we can finally has moneys by tonight. Bad news - it won't last long.

It never does, not really. And I'm getting pretty damn good at stretching my supplies to last through those last few squeeze days. I just wish that I never had to worry about finances from one week to the next.

Ah well. I shall lay in things so that my family at least have noms for the week that I'm gone. As well as preparing

Why do I hurt myself?

As you'd expect, Beloved and I played Factorio pretty much all damn day. It's deliciously distracting. As a direct result, it was already pretty late when we finally gave up on it to watch some TV.

Two episodes of Daredevil on Netflix.

And episodes of Daredevil are longer than one might expect.

So it was almost firkin midnight before we lurched off to bed. And well after midnight before I actually fell asleep.

I am paying the price today.

...ow.

In other

These things are meant to try me

Would you believe I'm still trying to upload the second episode of Shaturday Specials? Yup. It's recorded. I have fourteen episodes in the bag... and a shitty internet connection making sure that absolutely nothing gets out.

URGH.

I swear my second video has been stuck at three hours remaining for all the firkin night.

Meh.

Anyway, while those go out at a trickle, I continue onwards in my efforts.

I have a second recording all ready for editing. I am going to

It's Shaturday!

After a final quality check, I will be putting up my first session of Shaturday games and timing how long it takes for some arsehat to red-flag me.

I'm not spending much time on quality in these videos. After all, no time was spent on the quality of the games.

I need to edit a little out of episode nine, but otherwise, all is well.

The only pity is that I haven't figured out how to fast forward with my current video

Le Sigh

The best-laid plans of mice, men, and myself are gang aft agley. And my plans are pretty damn agley right now.

Something has gone wrong with my mic or my setup that means that the three hours of gameplay have to be re-recorded because the stupid software didn't bother recording from my stupid mic that I stupid know stupid firkin works.

Aaaaaaaarrrrrgh.

So I not only have to figure out what the flip has gone wrong with my setup, but I also

I can do this... i hope

I have some potential agents lined up to get query letters. I have some novels that really, really need to get out there if I have a hope of earning money at this.

I know that I have to get several agents to handle all of my stuff, because I write across a wide and varied field of fiction. Which I hope is for everyone.

One day, I will find one agent who is willing to take me, and all my assorted

What a state of affairs

I'm getting close to having 300 followers on Tumblr. The last time I did a promotion, one of my winners only collected a third of their grand prize and has yet to decide on the other two parts. I need to chase them up about things.

I finally have a day in which I can seek out and begin sending enquiries to agents in New York. That's going to be fun.

Plus I have plans to finish at least one more pair

Sigh

Some idiot shot up a place of safety for the LGBT community, yesterday. Some idiot will claim that it was on religious grounds and, for a change, the world will believe him and not claim that he is insane.

For once, this might just be titled an act of terrorism. Why?

Because the shooter was allegedly a Muslim.

If he was a white Christian, he would be declared insane or mentally disturbed before the shrapnel had stopped flying. If he was white,

Whoopsy

Turns out that Her Majesty's birthday isn't a public holiday, after all. But I called the little darlings in as sick because we all stayed up way too late. Heheh.

One of the reasons we all stayed up late is two new television shows [the other was the whole concept of today being a holiday] - Preacher and Cleverman.

Both are interesting shows with a premise good enough to latch on to my curiosity, but they are really, really different. And it's

Ah, long weekends

Her Majesty is having her official birthday on Monday, which means most of the house gets an extra day to slack off and do not very much at all. I still have to fulfil some of my daily duties - adding to my novel and the daily story. And I plan on making at least three earrings before Monday is done.

"Plan". Ha. That's a good word. I planned to finish up making all my earring cards, yesterday. Factorio happened, and then

Another lovely slow day

It's half-past ten, and I am still in my pyjamas. I have yet to have breakfast and a majority of my morning has been taken up with snuggling and Factorio and it has been GLORIOUS.

Heck, I just spent half an hour fine-tuning some mining and refining set-ups.

Later on, I shall be cutting, scoring, and piercing all the purple-on-white earring cards for my anticipated ventures. Then I shall have just enough cards for all the earrings I can make with all

TGIF?

Mayhem's sick enough to throw up. Chaos has a persistent cough. I have a lingering, gluey sensation in the back of my throat that means more firkin bronchial casts are destined to make my life hellish.

Ah, winter. Where are these alleged charms that people keep honking about?

My plns for a Kigurumi are on hold. Unless I want to go to the local shops and choose from their alleged range. Which is something that will happen towards the end of NEXT

Kigurumi!

It's probably Japanese for "Let's make white people look like absolute lunatics" and I don't care. What they are is grown-up sized onesie pyjamas in a variety of "funny animal" styles and I want all of them.

Some folks have taken to wearing them out in public and I can kind of see why. They are so cool! And they promise to be lovely and toasty warm, which is a thing that everyone in winter needs.

I can see the appeal for

Finally, mostly prepared

I have a nice set of gloves, now. And two pairs of socks to wear in my boots. And enough ginger ale to float a boat.

I should finally be able to shake these winter sniffles and ride out the rest of the cold season in relative comfort. Should.

Except that it's this bloody cold at the beginning of the season and I'm already entertaining thoughts of thermal underwear. I need to find all my polyester stuff because it's freaking perfect for

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A 3686-post collection

Well that didn't last long...

Payday! Huzzah!

Why do I hurt myself?

These things are meant to try me

It's Shaturday!

Le Sigh

I can do this... i hope

What a state of affairs

Sigh

Whoopsy

Ah, long weekends

Another lovely slow day

TGIF?

Kigurumi!

Finally, mostly prepared