Got some further bullshit happening with the drains, but literally boiling hot water seems to be doing something to solve it. I have another trip to Bunnings in my future. Sigh.
We will get this thing unfucked for good.
But I don't need extra expense because I also have had to pay for my car and my license this week.
One last shot from the Chapter Thirteen Curse, I guess.
Fuck.
Can life stop shitting on me and my loved ones for like... one year? Please?
The Promptcast will be on air shortly, I'm baking the last of my bread in the midst.
The story shall happen sometime after that, but I have written a farewell to the Archive that I'll air in the next backup read.
I fully expect to get kicked off the server.
It'll hurt, but that's what clean breaks do.
And that's only slightly better than watching the Archive die of self-made starvation in the middle of a metaphorical food warehouse.
Or a slow
Read more »I woke up at 2 in the morning to the sound of wildly running water. The toilet tank won't stop filling and flowing, and I can't fathom why the hell it's doing that.
Two hours later, I still have no clue.
When I went out to search for tools, I had to feed the cats. Alas, the kitchen sink was under the supervision of Mayhem, who had put stuff down the drain that needed time to operate.
Since Mayhem was in a
Read more »I did the "egg salad" gag where I collected all the fun-sized Easter eggs into a bowl for communal snacking.
Mayhem had some. I had a sampler. Miss Chaos has yet to awaken and scoff. So I'm holding back.
The Archive is streaming as I type and the Promptcast will be streaming today. So most of my time will be absorbed in stream stuff.
I may or may not be working on writing while stuff goes on.
Thanks to holidays, we won't
Read more »It's shopping day tomorrow. It's also the day of the backup writing group and I need to make bread.
It's going to be a busy day.
Today is busy in an entirely different direction because I have been blessed with the power of the Mods and I need to use it responsibly as I monitor the chat for the Promptcast.
I mean, I could start bread today, but that also means double bread tomorrow. And starting it on Tuesday means at least
Read more »I didn't get around to doing the Archive stuff I was planning to do yesterday. Fortunately the Archive is taking a sabattical for a week. UNfortunately, that's because the host is having a bad time.
I aim to be working on those stories today.
I'm moderating the promptcast again so we'll see how well that goes.
Story whenever story happens.
Read more »The Archive is doing its thing. Soon, the Promptcast will be doing theirs and I shall be working as moderator on their chat.
And probably also working on the prompt from the Archive as well. Maybe even working on today's story. Going hog wild over here [/sarcasm]
I shall have money enough to start paying the bills again tomorrow. I'm going to leave it one more week before I call the Mower in to tame the yard. Insulation against disaster and all.
Read more »I have the third loaf in the incubator. I have the Promptcast revealing everyone tomorrow. Or at least everyone who feels comfortable with being revealed. I know that one writer is calling themself HashtagNineteen.
We'll winkle them out of their shell in the fullness of time.
Confidence is an elusive beast when you're a writer. You spend a majority of time inside your own head and then start wondering if other heads will even appreciate it.
And when the feedback is minimal
Read more »As I type, I'm listening to the Archive reading the selected entries for the prompt, Problem Child. In a few more moments, the Promptcast will be reading the anonymous entries from the assembled maniacs including my good self.
The prompt for next week is "Love Bites" so Compte Dragomyr is reappearing in the Archive. He has a type and it's looking like an Operatic Primadonna and thinking like Machiavelli.
I dunno if he's ever going to get a whole story. Time, as
Read more »I had to beg off doing a query letter because backache, headache, and what eventually revealed itself to be a fever.
I'm making myself some super lazy ginger garlic chicken soup, just in case I have full-on Lurgi. The super lazy part is that I am using things I already have at home, and doing as little as possible in the prep department.
Hello slow cooker, my old friend.
An absolute blessing when you're out of spoons.
I'll get that going after
Read more »The Archive is reading stories, and soon the PromptCast will be reading stories. I have new sandals (yay) and some half-baked PLNs to alter the old ones.
And I have reverted to writing just a little of ADT first thing on waking up. It keeps things moving forward. And increases my chances of having a chapter complete for my Patrons.
My story shall happen in between paying attention to the streams.
The good news is that there is now a fix to
Read more »I owe some late entries because I was tired yesterday. I owe a story today. I also prioritised my health and welfare so far.
...including making an extended post about bread.
But I'll get on with that very soon.
Keeping up with my doses and self maintenance has been eating more and more of my time. Sigh.
Let's get on with getting on with everything.
Read more »I have a stream going in a handful of minutes, and I have a new entry in the Pseuducku Progress Log. Huzzah. I am now moving on to general layout questions. I might have to ask them individually.
...that's a pain in the anatomy for another day.
Today, I shall be streaming a flash fiction! Yay!
Tonight, I shall have a date night with Beloved! Also Yay!
For the rest of today, I shall attempt to de-stress from the meltdown I had
Read more »It's Mayhem's birthday today, so I wished him some happy returns. The lad returns to work on the morrow and I am roaming about for medical intervention that day too. Yay.
So no stream tomorrow.
I shall not expect myself to "win" this week. I'll do what I can, but I know I'm going to miss a day or two.
That's just how things are going to go this time around.
It's RiverFire this Saturday, so no game stream next weekend. Be
Read more »Ran a game in the wee small hours of this morning. Due to be running in a game sometime after darkness has crawled over the land.
I've had a really good long rest, I somehow acquired a cyclone headache. I took my painkillers, and I'm still waiting for them to kick in.
So the offerings shall occur, and I hope to heck that I do them quick enough to have fun in between now and then.
Onwards to the nonsense.
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