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bending_sickleLife: Today's levels of fail have reached truly epic levels.
I had the usual waking up at ungodly hours, the incredibly slow getting-ready process, and then the decision to stay home for the morning because there were some work-related things I wanted to do on my own computer (Excel and Java requirements). So a bit of work was done, intermixed with a lot of procrastination (and I failed at that royally, to), then lunch was had, but that was also a failfest because while I may know how to cook, I don't know how to feed myself, or shop for said feeding.
Apart from glancing robotically though Lolcats on icanhazcheezburger and watching the first half of Stephen King's It on YouTube (and getting upset at the blatant and horrendous misogyne and the fucktard of a boyfriend and shitmonger of a father presented, and then tearing up because I've always wanted that kind of childhood - not the one with killer clowns, but the one with friends to wander about the woods with in the summer in), I've managed to make a couple graphs with error bars, except then I had to do a lot of work on photoshop to make a break in the y-axis so that the error bars didn't render the actual bars into squished blips at the bottom (and this because the help I found on the internet on how to break y-axes was decidedly unhelpful and left me staring at it going, "What the...how...what's going on?!?") whilst listening to the first book in the Sookie Stackhouse series (read in a southern accent, because the audio book is just that awesome).
And the whole while the only thing I was looking forward to was Zumba, which I was anticipating since the morning with my clothes all laid out and the alarm clock set and two post-its blaring at me to not forget the time I need to start getting ready. Except that I suck and that if I need a half hour to go from "at home failing" to "in zumba class failing less", then it might behoove me to start that half hour before the zumba class, in the interests of linear time presevation. Instead I realized at 7 pm that I'd been confused as to when my class started and that it was starting now and that by the time I got to the class it would be near over and I was just a complete and utter, utter failure in so many ways.
Not to mention that I've been randomly freezing up, freaking out or breaking down today. Yay for emotions!
And now I'm going to watch last night's Daily Show because there has to be something good today and then I'm going to write NaNo which I still, thankfully, know where I'm going with even though I think I'm sucking at it because every fucking thing's taking aaaaages and I'm 7000 words in and the character's really done practically nothing and why do I describe things so much, and all things and I would say I even describe when the character has to pee except I haven't and now I feel at fault for that and can right now see what Saunders' bathroom looks like and what Chip would do in it and oh gods why won't the plot just happen already and there's even more fail when I consider freaks like these, with 15,000 words and a blurb and plot that makes me want to go out and buy the damn thing.
I just... *flails* I can't function. It's not even a matter of trying, but a matter of trying to try and not really caring enough to do that and all the time you're just heaping more fail on yourself because things are not getting done. I just, gah, I wake up and I'm this huge disappointment to myself.
NaNo: We'll see, bitches, we'll see.
Quote of the Day: Wombat, Wikipedia, emphasis mine
Links of the Day:
Supernatural:
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tahirire's Fanfic and Meta Masterlist ; Episode Review Tag of Awesome Episode Reviews ; My thoughts on That Article that Everyone Seems to Think Makes Perfect Sense and why I DON'T GET IT. - "This is an 'article' in the form of a letter posed to Eric Kripke regarding issues of race in Supernatural. You can read the article without my commentary HERE if you don't want to read how much I disagree. No spoilers for s5. My comments underlined."
animotus's Picspam Dean in t-shirts
secretlytodream's Picspam Sam/Jared Shirt(less)
partly's Meta Free Will
amusicaltragedy's Fanmix Eclipsed: Lucifer
tswasadark's Fanfic Momentary Lapse of Reason (Future!Dean/Future!Castiel)
Jared Padalecki and Jensen Ackles Vancouver Press Conference Photo Shoot - Omg, stuffed mouse! Click to zoom capabilities! ♥
Random:sarah_jones's Crossover Fanfic New Worlds - Doctor Who/Torchwood, Buffy, Supernatural & True Blood
sweetafton23's CD: I Made You A CD...But I Eated It ; Cover: Poker Face by Lady Gaga
Neil Gaiman's The Author Comes Home, and displays many photographs of his travels
* Red vs. Blue: Human Peer Bonding
I had the usual waking up at ungodly hours, the incredibly slow getting-ready process, and then the decision to stay home for the morning because there were some work-related things I wanted to do on my own computer (Excel and Java requirements). So a bit of work was done, intermixed with a lot of procrastination (and I failed at that royally, to), then lunch was had, but that was also a failfest because while I may know how to cook, I don't know how to feed myself, or shop for said feeding.
Apart from glancing robotically though Lolcats on icanhazcheezburger and watching the first half of Stephen King's It on YouTube (and getting upset at the blatant and horrendous misogyne and the fucktard of a boyfriend and shitmonger of a father presented, and then tearing up because I've always wanted that kind of childhood - not the one with killer clowns, but the one with friends to wander about the woods with in the summer in), I've managed to make a couple graphs with error bars, except then I had to do a lot of work on photoshop to make a break in the y-axis so that the error bars didn't render the actual bars into squished blips at the bottom (and this because the help I found on the internet on how to break y-axes was decidedly unhelpful and left me staring at it going, "What the...how...what's going on?!?") whilst listening to the first book in the Sookie Stackhouse series (read in a southern accent, because the audio book is just that awesome).
And the whole while the only thing I was looking forward to was Zumba, which I was anticipating since the morning with my clothes all laid out and the alarm clock set and two post-its blaring at me to not forget the time I need to start getting ready. Except that I suck and that if I need a half hour to go from "at home failing" to "in zumba class failing less", then it might behoove me to start that half hour before the zumba class, in the interests of linear time presevation. Instead I realized at 7 pm that I'd been confused as to when my class started and that it was starting now and that by the time I got to the class it would be near over and I was just a complete and utter, utter failure in so many ways.
Not to mention that I've been randomly freezing up, freaking out or breaking down today. Yay for emotions!
And now I'm going to watch last night's Daily Show because there has to be something good today and then I'm going to write NaNo which I still, thankfully, know where I'm going with even though I think I'm sucking at it because every fucking thing's taking aaaaages and I'm 7000 words in and the character's really done practically nothing and why do I describe things so much, and all things and I would say I even describe when the character has to pee except I haven't and now I feel at fault for that and can right now see what Saunders' bathroom looks like and what Chip would do in it and oh gods why won't the plot just happen already and there's even more fail when I consider freaks like these, with 15,000 words and a blurb and plot that makes me want to go out and buy the damn thing.
I just... *flails* I can't function. It's not even a matter of trying, but a matter of trying to try and not really caring enough to do that and all the time you're just heaping more fail on yourself because things are not getting done. I just, gah, I wake up and I'm this huge disappointment to myself.
NaNo: We'll see, bitches, we'll see.
Quote of the Day: Wombat, Wikipedia, emphasis mine
The wombat's primary defence is its toughened rear hide with most of the posterior made of cartilage. [...] When attacked, wombats dive into a nearby tunnel, using their rump to block a pursuing attacker. Wombats may allow an intruder to force its head over their back and then use its powerful legs to crush the skull of the predator against the roof of the tunnel, or drive it off with two-legged 'donkey' kicks.
Links of the Day:
Supernatural:
kroki_refur's Livejournal is made of awesome, largely for it's Masterlist squee - e.g. Picspam: Man Pain: It's What's For Breakfast ; Picspam: Forewarned is Forearmed ; Note: bandwidth exceeded on lost of the more hilarious-sounding picspams or reviews. Woe.tahirire's Fanfic and Meta Masterlist ; Episode Review Tag of Awesome Episode Reviews ; My thoughts on That Article that Everyone Seems to Think Makes Perfect Sense and why I DON'T GET IT. - "This is an 'article' in the form of a letter posed to Eric Kripke regarding issues of race in Supernatural. You can read the article without my commentary HERE if you don't want to read how much I disagree. No spoilers for s5. My comments underlined." animotus's Picspam Dean in t-shirtssecretlytodream's Picspam Sam/Jared Shirt(less)partly's Meta Free Willamusicaltragedy's Fanmix Eclipsed: Lucifertswasadark's Fanfic Momentary Lapse of Reason (Future!Dean/Future!Castiel)Jared Padalecki and Jensen Ackles Vancouver Press Conference Photo Shoot - Omg, stuffed mouse! Click to zoom capabilities! ♥
Random:
sarah_jones's Crossover Fanfic New Worlds - Doctor Who/Torchwood, Buffy, Supernatural & True Bloodsweetafton23's CD: I Made You A CD...But I Eated It ; Cover: Poker Face by Lady Gaga
Neil Gaiman's The Author Comes Home, and displays many photographs of his travels
* Red vs. Blue: Human Peer Bonding
