...why I bother talking to my mother. Every single thing I say, three sentences later she's yelling at me for something unrelated. Every. Single. Thing. Eventually, I think, I am just going to put a vow of silence into place.

Rage was home sick today (I hope you're feeling better, sweetness.) so the day was pretty long and tedious. My foot was sore from the moment I walked in the door, which is... not a good note to start the week on, put it that way. Sold my first real coffee machine today, but I'm not counting it as a real sale as pretty much all I did was tell the guy we had them and how much I was going to give it to him for. For the record, there is a FUCKLOAD of margin in the Gaggia Titanium at the moment. Not forever, but John clearly bought them when Gaggia's only other option was to suck cock for money. Just saying.

Um... yeah, words are leaking out of my head like the air from a punctured inner tube. Might be a better idea to just... stop talking.

For the Wickedest on my flist, I hit Liir today and while I like the characters well enough, the guy's writing style and scene choice is CONSTANTLY BEMUSING TO ME. I'm currently bored and hoping things improve. I'm sure it surprises no one that I am most interested in Tibbett and what the hell happened to put him so far below the radar, aside from being tied to a Tiger in a club. Going to keep struggling on, and suspect it takes a few reads, but dfajsdahsj. Do I have to?

...yeah, okay, so my mother should stop talking to me now.

We should have this $398 promotion all the time. Also, I should get to work with Cathy for ever and ever she is like my favourite work person in the world aside from alleyne, who doesn't really count as a work person.

Today was actually really good. I was kind of surprised when I walked in the door, actually, because mum took one look at me and went, "OH MY GOD YOU LOOK SO TIRED." Which, um, is not exactly news. :| And I'm wearing makeup today and everything. Ah well. *glances in mirror* ...yeah, whatever, I look relatively chipper today, she's kind of crazy. o.0;

Picked up a CSS manual from the library and a copy of Breakfast at Tiffany's so I am all prepared for bookclubbing with the uni peeps - assuming I can escape and actually make it to the time/place involved.

Um, so... I'm going to go forth and be productive now, because today's the first day in a while where I've felt like I was capable.

- wash clothes
- dry clothes
- draw sketch 6
- write stuff/plan writing stuff
- tell yourself over and over that you do not require this book
- or this book
- and that this book is as yours as it is going to get until its release in April
- and that you are weak, weak, weak if you give in and you should not read all the one kind of thing and that just because it is all your guilty pleasure does not mean you have to read it
- and DO NOT ORDER THEM YOUNG LADY I SAW THAT NOT ANY OF THEM I MEAN IT

Also for the record, this Autumn Blend is delicious. Smells sharper than it tastes, though, which could be a shame.

Something for Tina. This is probably what Auberon would look like if he were female and in anime.

I think the editor of 1988 got so bored that s/he fell asleep in the middle, or just started skimming, because - well, I'm not going to say there are mistakes everywhere, but there is an 'and' instead of an 'an', and 'here' where it should be 'hear', and in a published manuscript, that's bloody awful. XD;

Probably going to do my walking thing soon. Probably. >_> It's too damn cold to walk along the river, but it's sort of the only place I can walk. XD; And I guess hypothetically I can plot things in the park, but, enh, outside world. Do not want. But, uh, also do not particularly want to discover the punishments y'all are hoarding for me, so I guess it's either that or cycling at ten-thirty tonight while my mother is attempting to sleep. XD

My left arm is hurting me, and all my fingers are belong to general pain, though, so I think the walk might be the most sensible idea at this point. Might take my sketchbook with me as well as my notebooks and see what I can plot.