...no fic update yet...
Feb. 10th, 2005 04:16 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
lavandarlizard2Just a lame and pathetic excuse for non-productivity.
I have a job where I'm the first line of blame when something goes wrong. The last two weeks something has begun to go very wrong with one particular project. It was not in my control in the first place, and the other side in this little waltz was apparently lying to me with wonderful consistency from the beginning, but it all lit up and exploded on Monday. The past three days have been... stressful. To the point that I am struggling just to get to work, and have given serious thought to just running away from home.
But since no one else would feed my critters, I have to stay and deal with it. And wonder why in the world I ever wanted to grow up...
Stuff *is* getting written, but slowly and with much hesitation and dis-satisfaction, which leads to a whole lot of rewrites and edits. And screaming; lots of angry and hysterical shrieking going on. I'm surprised the neighbors don't call the sheriff. The critters have taken to hiding behind the furniture and staring at me.
The next partlet of BFB is being particularly difficult because it's not something I'm comfortable with in the first place. On the other hand, several ii kibarashi are whining and grabbing at my sleeves, and I just may slap them up, even though they are not part of this part.
I dunno what to do right now... I'm exhausted; my company is probably going to be suing someone over this mess, and it all comes down to my word against theirs, because everything was done over the phone. We lost a shitpot full of money and everyone is just... angry.
I want a hug so bad, I would almost be glad to see my ex.
Anyway, that's why there is still no new Banshee. But I'm working on it. ^_^;
I have a job where I'm the first line of blame when something goes wrong. The last two weeks something has begun to go very wrong with one particular project. It was not in my control in the first place, and the other side in this little waltz was apparently lying to me with wonderful consistency from the beginning, but it all lit up and exploded on Monday. The past three days have been... stressful. To the point that I am struggling just to get to work, and have given serious thought to just running away from home.
But since no one else would feed my critters, I have to stay and deal with it. And wonder why in the world I ever wanted to grow up...
Stuff *is* getting written, but slowly and with much hesitation and dis-satisfaction, which leads to a whole lot of rewrites and edits. And screaming; lots of angry and hysterical shrieking going on. I'm surprised the neighbors don't call the sheriff. The critters have taken to hiding behind the furniture and staring at me.
The next partlet of BFB is being particularly difficult because it's not something I'm comfortable with in the first place. On the other hand, several ii kibarashi are whining and grabbing at my sleeves, and I just may slap them up, even though they are not part of this part.
I dunno what to do right now... I'm exhausted; my company is probably going to be suing someone over this mess, and it all comes down to my word against theirs, because everything was done over the phone. We lost a shitpot full of money and everyone is just... angry.
I want a hug so bad, I would almost be glad to see my ex.
Anyway, that's why there is still no new Banshee. But I'm working on it. ^_^;
