Attack of the Killer Snot Monster.

[deathpixie]

Actually, that part's cleared up some - which would be a good thing except the cold's moving down into my chest and I have these coughing fits that end in a dry retch. Gross.

Needless to say, I'm not at work today. I called in sick, sounded suitably ill for Paula to ask me to cal this afternoon to let them know if I can't make it tomorrow so they can get the trainee from Wangaratta in to run court. Which is tempting, but we shall see - although it would be good for Renee to actually get some trianing - she's not getting anything at Wangaratta but hassle.

I used to have a work ethic. I'd work overtime without complaint, come in regardless of how sick I was (unless I was actually physically incapable of getting out of bed), wouldn't complain about how busy we were, just put my head down and work. And I guess I'm reaping the consequences of that now, because I'm at theh stage where I just don't give a fuck. Havne't really, for the last couple of years - not since Melbourne Magistrates' and the year in the civil section. *grins wryly* A year of law suits and attempts to squeeze money from the broke or dishonest. No wonder I lost my enthusiasim. So, change of career is definitely on the cards. I need someone to help me with my resume, tho' - after six years of internal job applications, I've forgotten how to do them for the Outside Workforce. Something to work on in between road trips. ;)

I wrote last night, in between chat and watching TV. I can write during evening (for me) chat because it's some strange hour in the northern 'sphere and people aren't quite as talkative. It's impossible during the day - yesterday at one point I had six private message conversations going on, plus main room and trying to read RR posts. Lyss, mate, I don't know how you do it. ;)

Any way, writing. More of that Hellblazer/Buffy crossover Staffie and I are co-plotting. I had started with "Death and the Art of Pyramid Selling", but I was too out of sorts to concentrate - I'll have to go over what I did write because it probably sucks. And the crossover too, since what I got down last night was bare bones and now needs fleshing out. And Staffie to help on Xander dialogue - I can't write sustained Xander, dammit. Tara and Anya and Willow, sure (although Willow needs some padding in this too), and Spike, who is just Conjob with better fighting skills and a demon riding shotgun, *grins* but not Xander. Which is a pity, because I enjoy him so much. :) So, something to do today, is polish that one up.

I should go outside sometime today - I didn't at ll yesterday, and it could be why I feel crappy now. I've got a bill I need to pay - I can walk down to the post office and take care of that. I'm going to reschedule my counselling appointment, tho', since it's only just around the corner from work and if I'm too sick for work I'm too sick for that. Of course, if I didn't have to cycle/walk everywhere, I'd probably go. Hmm, should offline to do othat soon.

Thanks to all offering places for me to stay - I'll go through the map with my highlighter and work out what's feasible. :)

Comments

I don't know how I do it....

[lyssie.livejournal.com]

Er. Actually, it's the distraction. Unless I'm really really awake, I need more than one thing going on in my head, or it all jumbles up badly.

Like, class today. Heard the lecture, wrote fic.

And, actually, I generally just have various channels open. And only two of those are all that busy (sometimes three, if KJC is bouncing). I rarely have multiple private msging. *g*

And the keyboard shortcuts are a great save.

hugs, Ana