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seldearI just opened porn mail belonging to someone in this office. Blech. Don't know why they're sending it here (unless it's because they don't want the wife to see it at home). Return address on envelope: Fyshwick.
Anyway, he's not going to get his porn offer for the month. I trashed it in repayment for having to see even the little I did see. Sucks to be him.
Word count this morning: 15,680 (in the story file, not the nano file, which is about 18,000). Sydney NaNo Group may be having a comp to see who can write the most in a day. I'd like to hit the halfway mark at 25,000 (nano file), but we'll see.
Still mildly depressed, not likely to get any better. My main interactions with people these days are IM and LJ and nobody much is talking to me on either one lately.
I would like for the wave to break and my little boat to be overturned so I can at least mourn. Tell Poisedon to hurry up with his storm so I can get it out of the way and get on with my life. It's going to happen sooner or later - the sea god is fickle and capricious at the best of times - I'd like to have this boat dumped and splintered for sure before I try to use it for anything else and find myself drowning out at sea.
ETA: *big special sel-hugs* for the people who responded when I was really blue. You know who you are.
Anyway, he's not going to get his porn offer for the month. I trashed it in repayment for having to see even the little I did see. Sucks to be him.
Word count this morning: 15,680 (in the story file, not the nano file, which is about 18,000). Sydney NaNo Group may be having a comp to see who can write the most in a day. I'd like to hit the halfway mark at 25,000 (nano file), but we'll see.
Still mildly depressed, not likely to get any better. My main interactions with people these days are IM and LJ and nobody much is talking to me on either one lately.
I would like for the wave to break and my little boat to be overturned so I can at least mourn. Tell Poisedon to hurry up with his storm so I can get it out of the way and get on with my life. It's going to happen sooner or later - the sea god is fickle and capricious at the best of times - I'd like to have this boat dumped and splintered for sure before I try to use it for anything else and find myself drowning out at sea.
ETA: *big special sel-hugs* for the people who responded when I was really blue. You know who you are.
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Date: 2004-11-15 02:51 am (UTC)Hmf. Will see what is possible. Don't know if I'll have a job then - or what kind of job.