You know, when someone tells me a person I’ve been relying on and scheduling until December is up for renewal, when I assumed already they HAD been?
This makes me freak out. And hyperventilate a bit. Also start to stress about how the hell to deal with MORE work…
Don’t tell me to relax, and that there are 2 weeks left. With two weeks left, I’d have found another job.
Not everyone with an eidetic memory can apply it to good use. You don’t CHOOSE which memories you remember in vivid detail.
My skill? Remembering entire dungeon layouts well enough to walk someone through them without having to look at any reference material.
If only these skills could be used for good instead of useless crap…
What I plan to do tonight:
Finish weaving a scarf
Spin some fiber into yarn
Cast on a new pair of socks
What I will probably accomplish:
Playing Might and Magic X
I don’t feel 30, but then how is 30 supposed to feel?
I’ve mellowed, slightly (though that could just be resignation). I ache, though less than I suspected I might today. I feel like I’ve evolved (though less dramatically than your average pokemon…)
Maybe it’s just the experience talking, but this time that I’ve leveled up, it seems different…
Blue Valkyrie has gained a level, indeed.
Well, it took 36 hours, but the cats who have lived together for 7 years finally calmed down after the trip to the vet.
Ty is a cranky old cat, and I can relate. But I feel bad for Cricket, who just wants to play and be friends…
Don’t sleep on my spinning fiber. It’s pisses me off and makes a mess of my silk.
Also, the vet gives me hell because you guys have sparkly stuff in your fur.