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I’ve been re-reading The Hobbit. I don’t know why. Papa Tolkien and I have never actually gotten along, prose wise. I love the stories, but my armor class is useless against Giant Walls of Text and I usually end up KOed by the first page and then I miss out on the loot while the rest of the party dances on the corpses of the R-O-U-S and since this is my game we’re talking about, they probably also burned down an orphanage without me. The bastards.
No, it …it really is like that.
The Hobbit is easy though. I can handle The Hobbit. And if I keep telling myself that, it might actually turn out to be true.
/salute Hobbit! I enjoyed your latest cinematic endeavor and look forward to listening to the geek chorus whine about your movie continuity all over again a year from now. And by geek chorus, I mean my husband.
By time you get around to reading this I’ll be on my way to Canada! I’m very excited and will have many pictures to upload by the time I get home, I’m sure. I have twelve (12!!!) days off and they have been sorely needed. I’ve been writing, research-reading (and some fun reading), and working pretty much non-stop for over a month now and with the exception of starting to build a mansion in Rift I haven’t gotten a lot of “me” time. Granted, since I’m traveling with family, I won’t get much time to myself, but I think I’m okay with that. I think.
Oh and that mansion I mentioned? I may have been working on that a leeetle too much in my downtime. I’m not even halfway done and I love it. Rift, what hast thou done!?
Since I’m not feeling like doing anything resembling work right now, let me show off what I’ve got so far! I say “so far” because only a small fraction of the thing is done. The first floor needs to be finished before I move to the second and I’m still a ways away from finishing the first floor.
I have completed the gauntlet that is the end of July and the beginning of August! A winner is me! My voice is cracking, and I’ve spent the majority of that time battling a migraine, but I managed to not call in and will have about 38 hours of overtime pay coming to me on Thursday. Now I have two glorious days off before heading back to my regular four days on. Once I get through those I have vacation! Twelve days, most of which will be spent in Stratford, Canada, watching the Stratford Shakespeare Company do their thing. And then it’s back to my normal four on, four off with however much overtime I want to pick up in between.
I cannot tell you how much I am looking forward to it.
But today is my Friday! Which means I get to come home and transcribe the new Chapter One. I’m actually mostly happy with the way it turned out. It needs some tweaking, of course, but that I can do on the rebound. I also threw together a possible prologue, but I’m not sure if I’m going to use it as a prologue or a flashback, since it would work both ways. I am stupidly happy with how it turned out, so I may toss it out here to see how people react. We’ll see if I’m still happy about it when I get it transcribed into a computer.
The problem with working as much as I have is handwriting things. When I’m up, the words don’t wait for me to get home to a keyboard I can actually use for the Project. As a result, my wrist is a bit sore. Oddly enough, my throat isn’t sore, I’m just losing my voice. That should make the raid tomorrow night interesting (I can raid!).
But first things first: Sleep. I haven’t gotten as much of that as I’ve wanted to the past couple weeks. And tonight? Real, honest to goodness, cooked food. Nom.
Oh, and guess what I found on sale at Walgreens last night?
Considering it’s a cheep knockoff brand, I don’t expect it to last long, but hey – it works for now so I’ll take it. This is my cheap “Congrats on nearly working yourself to death” present to myself. My more expensive “Congrats on nearly working yourself to death” present will happen when PayPal gets off its duff and finishes recognizing that money exists.
See you Wednesday!
Except for the part where I didn’t. I mean, I did get older, but I didn’t turn 18. Add a decade …and some. I just, y’know, had fun with hair dye. My mother made the comment awhile back when I first bought this and stated I hadn’t done anything like that since high school. She’s wrong. The weirdest color I’ve ever dyed my hair was dark eggplant purple, no bleach, so it looked like a dark burgundy wine color. Fun, but not exactly out there, if you catch my meaning.
But my hair is the longest it’s ever been and I sort of love it, so I want to have fun with it. I promised myself that I’d do something fun with my hair once I finished the first draft of The World Outside. Once I got it into the hands of beta readers. Well, that happened. So, since I was getting older, I decided to go blue. 😀
This, I am told by society, is not what a proper adult woman in her late 20s (okay okay early 30s) does with her life.
But I will admit that this sort of thing is scary if you’ve never done it before. Oh god! I have to go to work tonight too!!1! What if I fry my hair and it all falls out!?
That isn’t what happened. To be honest I’m not sure what color it’s turned out. It’s still wet, I don’t have a hair dryer, and I spent the past hour and a half scrubbing the bathtub because blue dye is awesome like that. *falls over*
If it’s too dark I’ll probably wait for it to fade and then go nuts with the bleach.
So why go about telling you all this? Because I can and because it’s not often I do silly impulsive things like this, so enjoy your WTF while you can.
……………………..Okay so two hours later how did it turn out? Meh, not bad:
It’s exactly what I wanted, which is a dark navy blue in sunlight and black/really dark brown in indoor light. This saves me some uncomfortable questions at work. Though, I am thinking that this turning out the way I wanted means I will probably use more bleach and a brighter blue next time. We’ll see.
I mentioned the last post that short stories are not my strong suit, so I’m taking the opportunity while in hurry up and wait mode to practice. And because I now have a soapbox from which to proclaim all my lovely thoughts and feelings, you get to read my bungling attempts at this stuff too.
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