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same_skyOh, but I'm feeling good. I'm fresh out of a shower so hot my skin is still tingling, I've been to the chiropractor, and I had nummy food which I did not have to prepare. It doesn't get much better than this, folks. Well. Unless my sweetie wasn't sick. And we were rich. And had an indoor pool. And I had just discovered a cure for cancer and eliminated terrorism. Okay, so it does get better, but not very often.
That's pretty funny, really, because I went on three miniature rants before I went to shower. M requested that I write in my journal because I was being funny, but now I'm not angry anymore, and therefore those things I was venting about are no longer humorous either. For example: the editor of a newsletter doesn't attend literary group meetings. That's not funny or particularly enraging, but I really went on about it earlier, using all sorts of rude words. Who, me? Mood swings? Naahh..
Oh! We got a Christmas card today from![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
denyeverything, along with a picture of one of my favorite little girls. ;) *beam* That made my evening, Steph!
Anyway. I've spent an extraordinarily dorky day brushing up on CSS skills... and enjoying it. For real. I have very boring plans that I won't go into yet, and they require a bit of prep work on my part. It's really getting time to start looking seriously at a layout for MM, and I have a half-formed thought on how it should be congealing in my head. I haven't worked on any of the paperwork for the zine today. I'm calling it paperwork but I guess that's not the best word. Just the little typos, adding bios, sending emails and stuff. Really need to send a certain lizard an email, for example. M called yesterday and broke my concentration just as I was getting something ready to send on, then I completely forgot that I didn't send it. Blame M, right? :)
That's pretty funny, really, because I went on three miniature rants before I went to shower. M requested that I write in my journal because I was being funny, but now I'm not angry anymore, and therefore those things I was venting about are no longer humorous either. For example: the editor of a newsletter doesn't attend literary group meetings. That's not funny or particularly enraging, but I really went on about it earlier, using all sorts of rude words. Who, me? Mood swings? Naahh..
Oh! We got a Christmas card today from
denyeverything, along with a picture of one of my favorite little girls. ;) *beam* That made my evening, Steph! Anyway. I've spent an extraordinarily dorky day brushing up on CSS skills... and enjoying it. For real. I have very boring plans that I won't go into yet, and they require a bit of prep work on my part. It's really getting time to start looking seriously at a layout for MM, and I have a half-formed thought on how it should be congealing in my head. I haven't worked on any of the paperwork for the zine today. I'm calling it paperwork but I guess that's not the best word. Just the little typos, adding bios, sending emails and stuff. Really need to send a certain lizard an email, for example. M called yesterday and broke my concentration just as I was getting something ready to send on, then I completely forgot that I didn't send it. Blame M, right? :)
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