nor so wide as a church door

/o\ So ... close ... and then my weekend got devoured by a surprise trip to Boston to see M/daemonelix, J, and Q. UGH I AM A FAILBOAT. Hopefully the chapter will be better for the extra time; I could have finished it Sunday if I had not been in Massachusetts with no computer, but it would have been a hot mess. D:

Boston was nice, though. I am such a rubbernecker, I never go to cities and so when I do I am that awkward person walking down the street sideways with my head twisted around going, "So ... tall ..." And Boston isn't even super skyscrapery; I am just a country bug. It was fun to hang out with J and M and Q, and I am glad I did it. Although next time, it would be great if the total hours I spent on the bus weren't a bigger number than the total hours we got to spend together. That was a tiny bummer. (Tiny, because after years of Greyhound, the Dartmouth Coach buses are BEAUTIFUL.)

Two media things. ( The bus movie on the way back up was Life As We Know It. )

( And more griping about The Event, because, let's face it, part of me loves to hate things. )

I am hoping to finish the first chapter of Book Two in the next day or so, and if I get it done and edited, I will put it up no matter what day of the week it is, because I have been so fail. /o\

Late, so late, but in case anybody's interested: I am auctioning off my lowly fic-writing services for help_japan right here. And, once again, I am glued to Al Jazeera's liveblog.

My mother doesn't handle hiatuses well, she's not good at remembering when things start up again after a gap like that, so we only just started watching The Event again. ( Spoilery! ) That's ... pretty much all I've got.

Seriously, I need some new books.

It was pouring at 4 am when I had to wake up and separate two fighting cats; it sleeted somewhere in between then and now, coating all the delicate little branches on the bushes outside, and all the needles of the pines, with ice; and now it is snowing, giant fat flakes falling almost fast enough to look like rain. I'm supposed to go meet up with M, J, K, Ka, and Q - and possibly a friend of J's from school, the prospect of whom fills me with terror - for lunch, so I ought to hope it stops soon, but I'm willing to drive carefully as long as it keeps snowing and sticking. :D

The tablet has arrived, as have the books I ordered; I'd forgotten just how long it's been since I'd drawn anything. I have giant flashing neon failure issues, and my sister is so much better at art things than I am that I have a feeble love/hate thing going on with drawing - even when something comes out half-decent, it's never quite good enough for something off in the back of my brain. Luckily, when I show her things I write, she likes to draw for them, so the pictures I wish I could put on paper still end up there most of the time. \o/

( Monday shows. )

( NaNo and fic talk. )

( Thanksgiving. )

I would put a big poetical list of things I'm thankful for here, except I'm thankful for so many things it kind of defies belief, and making a list would just make me think of more and more. In summary, though: my family, friends, job, fandoms, and life are all more awesome than I usually give them credit for, and I am grateful for all the small sources of joy in between. ♥♥♥♥♥

How is it Wednesday already? @.@

I think part of the reason I'm having trouble keeping track of this week is because our magic box TV is broken - not, like, the actual television set itself, but something about the connection between the set and the dish. It maintains that it has not received a satellite signal for about two days now. :P Probably the roofing guys just kicked the cable out of the delicate alignment it requires to function. On the upside, this will give us an excuse to rewire so the cable is taking a route that's actually efficient, instead of winding around three-quarters of the house just to get back into the one-quarter it hadn't touched yet.

Fortunately, it was only broken for part of Monday, so I missed neither The Event nor H50.

( The Event. Nothing new here, mostly grumbling. )

( HAWAII 5-0, ON THE OTHER HAND. ) Love!

I am still pressing forward on my NaNo, though it is turning into a bit more of a slog - Week Two is usually like that for me, though, so I'm not super worried. I have a couple days' slack, so if I really get stuck, I can slow down a little and still be okay. I'm also polishing up the Dead Moms, and adding a few more; if I get it all settled, I'm hoping I can submit it for Round 1.5 of ladiesbigbang - with an actual title, too, if I can manage it. It's certainly over the minimum, so. I'll admit that I have not yet attacked the next chapter of ItO, but I'm doing a little outline wrangling - I have a fix in mind for the plotting issue that's confronting me, I just need to lay it out in a doc and make sure it all fits together okay.

... And, okay, I may also be letting myself fill out a couple cliché_bingo prompts with rambly self-indulgent Jack/David. I am just getting the Newsies stuff out of my head so that it doesn't clog up the works, okay. THAT IS ALL. >.> <.

My mother's had a cold for a few days now, and sometime before this past Saturday, she handed it off to me; as has become its habit since college, my immune system chose to magnify it into some kind of quasi-flu mutant. My mother just had a cough and a stuffy nose, and was tired for a while. I've had a cough, a stuffy nose, a sore throat, a brief fever, and have thrown up three times. \o?

So I've been useless for three days - stayed home from work, passed out on the couch, the whole shebang. I've been watching a lot of TCM; it's great for sick days because there aren't commercials during the movies (tuning in and out over and over again takes more concentration than I usually have when I'm sick). Of course, it also gives me brief fannish urges every time I like one of the movies. At least if I ever get up the nerve to participate in Yuletide, I'll have fandoms to nominate?

Anyway, since it's Tuesday, I have vague, Nyquil-blurred memories of my Monday-night shows.

( The Event. )

( Also, Hawaii 5-0. )

And now I think I need to go to sleep again - apparently the fourteen hours I've already gotten just aren't gonna cut it.