The Dangerous Existence of Madame Lee

+ Where is all this snot coming from? I was fine and then I began sneezing at work (in conjunction with Stomach Issues, so I was trying desperately to keep my bodily wastes in my body whilst sneezing), and now I'm clogged up. I realize the seasons are changing but seriously what the hell, I don't have time for this sneezy-ass bullshit. And I have a 7-hour shift in about 12 and a half hours. I am tempted to look into those pots that let you flush out your sinuses or whatever but the last thing I want to do is stick something up my nose.

+ I am about halfway through The Price of Spring by Daniel Abraham, the final installment in the Long Price Quartet, and I am in love. Seriously, the entire series is damn fine and you need to go out and read that (I AM LOOKING AT YOU IN PARTICULAR galhea). I would be happy if I could produce something half as good.

+ I really, really, really hate the piece I'm working on. This is par for the course for me, and usually things pick up, but the whole thing just rings entirely false and it's not at all something I want to be working on. (I am working on it anyway in the hope that I will a.) warm to my theme and b.) get a quick buck and a publication credit out of it.) Seriously: one of the heroines acts entirely out of character for most of the 20+ pages I have so far. The villain's motives are unclear. I have a completely unintentional romance B-plot on my hands. The plot is a clusterfuck. (On the plus side, the other heroine has turned out to be pretty fun to write, which is nice since I initially had no idea what to do with her and was afraid she'd turn into an unlikable simp in my hands, given that I am poorly adapted to writing women who are not badasses and/or not like men. Given that nineteenth-century rural Ireland was not a place where badasses had a lot of opportunity to flourish, I'm pretty much stuck with her as she now is.) I have to make myself work on this shit, y'all.

+ I really just want to write samurai. Samurai pr0n seems to do well enough at Torquere and similar fine publishing houses, thus proving that I am not the only person who is a sucker for it. Also, judging by some of the excerpts I have read, I have the singular advantage of actually knowing something about samurai. duokinneas, will you be my beta?

+ I also want to go back to writing badass women. I'm just not good at the regular kind. Unfortunately if I exercise my particular hobbyhorse too much, everything starts to read the same.

+ Unrelated to the above, this is what makes my hometown the best. :D I found the link via the Consumerist, which referred to him as the Taco Avenger.

+ I'm so glad it's cool enough to enjoy tea comfortably. ♥

+ 7 more days until Chautauqua Weekend. I offered to bring the lolmom along, but pointed out that I mean to leave pretty early (so it would probably be something like "oh hi you're home change your clothes and get in the car we're leaving"); she was game at first but then was informed that she has to work that Saturday, and she has to be at work before I do that day. I'm still going, but it's always more fun when you've got company.

+ I started on this thing almost 2 hours ago and there is still snot despite DayQuil and tea. I CERTAINLY HOPE THIS IS NOT INDICATIVE OF HOW MUCH FUN I AM GOING TO HAVE AT WORK TONIGHT~

The weather outside has taken a turn for the better--it's less oppressively hot during the daytime, and it's nice and cool at night--but due to barometric pressure and fronts and other things I have little interest in so don't fully understand, this is doing a number on my allergies and my sinuses are full of snot and throbbing pain. On my goddamn day off no less.

Unfortunately, I have to be back at work at 6 in the morning tomorrow, so I don't even have the consolation of sleeping late. Angst!

Also: I really, really want to go to Chautauqua Weekend, because I haven't been in like 3 years and this is not okay. Who's with me, once my sinuses have been adequately drained? :D

We now have the honor of having home Int0rbuttz. In fact, the tech came out and got us hooked up a few days ago (there was a line problem, so they had to dispatch someone), but I was having such a great time watching all the YouTube I previously hadn't been able to view on dial-up and also downloading the hell out of Photoshop brushes and other responsible pursuits that I thoughtlessly didn't mention my return.

Also, I was trying to avoid pixelation. Well, not really, but my contractual obligations require me to pick on Pixel at least once a week.

My job, I do not want to go to it. (Do I have a CHOICE? No.) Moreover, my two days off (yesterday and Tuesday) were completely ruined by goddamn allergies. I am all for plants, but I wish they could pollinate in a way that causes less nasal anguish to me personally.

I think that's all.