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jakebe
There's a lot going on inside my head that would take more time than I've got at work to write down...but I *do* want to write it down. I guess I'll just have to wait for this evening, sit down with some tea and write until I've purged everything I want to say out of my system.
I've found myself depressed without even realizing that I'd been this way for a week or two. I'm overly tired, talking to just about anyone actively drains me, but I feel the need for companionship too strongly to take a break. So yeah, I've been pretty much screwing myself over for a little while now, not sleeping or eating well (especially since Ramadan's started), not taking a step back and doing something else when I need to, not keeping things in a good perspective. My world has gotten quite small, and while I've been thinking about how that's come to happen all day I've gotten no closer to articulating it to my satisfaction.
On the bright side, I finally cleaned our bathroom and made chicken fajitas on Saturday night. They actually turned out very well; I should have marinated the chicken a bit longer than 30 minutes (didn't think about that until the afternoon I was making them) and the chicken was sort of dry (good thing there was salsa) but despite that they were really good and I got no complaints from the people who've tried them. There's fuckloads of prep for them, but I'm encouraged to see what else I can do.
Now that the poems are off for consideration, I'm turning my attention back to Boomer Express and Oklacon. There'll be a new storyline for BE starting once Tyrnn gets all settled in from his trip to Canada, and hopefully it will be fun. We're going for a cheap bit of publicity by including a mutual friend in the storyline, I guess, but hopefully that won't be *too* obvious -- and the idea is just too good to pass up. I really love the story, but I hope this isn't a harbinger of things to come -- I'd really hate for it to degrade into this parade of people we know, some kind of in-joke that only members of a certain community get. But then, I worry too much. :)
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foxen_alopex, I can no longer listen to the Benny Hill theme song without experiencing a pang of guilt. Thanks to azureite, I'm now listening to Philip Glass on a regular basis. If EVER I make a post going on about the merits of Yanni, someone please come to Arkansas and put me down. I've lead a pretty decent life and I wouldn't want to see it ruined that way.
Work for me.
I've found myself depressed without even realizing that I'd been this way for a week or two. I'm overly tired, talking to just about anyone actively drains me, but I feel the need for companionship too strongly to take a break. So yeah, I've been pretty much screwing myself over for a little while now, not sleeping or eating well (especially since Ramadan's started), not taking a step back and doing something else when I need to, not keeping things in a good perspective. My world has gotten quite small, and while I've been thinking about how that's come to happen all day I've gotten no closer to articulating it to my satisfaction.
On the bright side, I finally cleaned our bathroom and made chicken fajitas on Saturday night. They actually turned out very well; I should have marinated the chicken a bit longer than 30 minutes (didn't think about that until the afternoon I was making them) and the chicken was sort of dry (good thing there was salsa) but despite that they were really good and I got no complaints from the people who've tried them. There's fuckloads of prep for them, but I'm encouraged to see what else I can do.
Now that the poems are off for consideration, I'm turning my attention back to Boomer Express and Oklacon. There'll be a new storyline for BE starting once Tyrnn gets all settled in from his trip to Canada, and hopefully it will be fun. We're going for a cheap bit of publicity by including a mutual friend in the storyline, I guess, but hopefully that won't be *too* obvious -- and the idea is just too good to pass up. I really love the story, but I hope this isn't a harbinger of things to come -- I'd really hate for it to degrade into this parade of people we know, some kind of in-joke that only members of a certain community get. But then, I worry too much. :)
Thanks to
foxen_alopex, I can no longer listen to the Benny Hill theme song without experiencing a pang of guilt. Thanks to azureite, I'm now listening to Philip Glass on a regular basis. If EVER I make a post going on about the merits of Yanni, someone please come to Arkansas and put me down. I've lead a pretty decent life and I wouldn't want to see it ruined that way.Work for me.
