Lazy Saturday...
May. 12th, 2001 03:43 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
deathpixieAlthough, after my day off yesterday, it feels more like Sunday. This part time thing is taking some getting used to...
I've been terribly lazy today; I slept in until about ten, when BRM knocked on my door and asked if I wanted a cuppa, and then I read until 11, waiting for it to show up. BRM's poor attention span strikes again- he'd forgotten, and was on the phone to a friend. I had my shower, and made us both tea and porridge since he was still on the phone, even with me taking forever in the shower in an effort to relax my neck muscles - I've been stiff all week, and it's been giving me pretty regular headaches. Of course, the time I spend on the computer doesn't help. :P
Michael called this morning, to wish me a happy birthday for Thursday. I'd missed his call, he'd missed mine; another round of "answering machine tennis". He was pleased to hear I was coming down next week *shakes head fondly* Sometimes I feel like I'm using him dreadfully, but I can't make myself feel something I don't. But still, we have fun together. And it'll be good to see him again.
I called Yasmin on Thursday, since I wasn't home when she called, and we had a good talk, only slightly impeded by the amount of wine I'd had at dinner. Since she'll be at kendo camp next weekend, I won't get to see her, which will be a bummer, but I'm glad she can go. Martial arts camps are a lot of fun - we were talking about the amount of drinking that goes on, and decided it was to make the pain hurt less. ;) Or something like that.
I have been slightly productive today. I made a huge pot of veggie soup (and by huge, I mean spilling over the sides if I stir too vigorously) and I finished "Justice". Well, I think it's finished - luba will probably ask for the rest when she reads the last line. ;) But I like to leave things to people's imaginations - I may write a sequel, but at this point I have other stuff to do. Like that Midnight Nation fic, which has been percolating away in the back of my head, and the TCP series I've bene discussing with Raph and Yasmin and Lise. Thanks to Raph and Yas I have a first story, and some good ideas, but I'm not sure if people are ready for another TCP epic from me. :P And there's my original stuff, which is starting to get demanding - I ought to finish "God's Local" if only so I can show it to Mum. She wants to see what I'm writing, but I don't feel up to explaining mutants to her. "Buffy" was difficult enough. She has a low sci-fi/fantasy tolerance.
Hmm, I think I'll finish that last Collective Mutants pre-story, the Fish one for Yas and Acey, and then I'll work on the Midnight Nation - although I'd rather grab issue #7 before I do much more. I hate accidentally rewriting the orginal plot, practically word for word. People think I'm plagerising, when I'm not. It's just these damn psychic powers.*grins*
I've been terribly lazy today; I slept in until about ten, when BRM knocked on my door and asked if I wanted a cuppa, and then I read until 11, waiting for it to show up. BRM's poor attention span strikes again- he'd forgotten, and was on the phone to a friend. I had my shower, and made us both tea and porridge since he was still on the phone, even with me taking forever in the shower in an effort to relax my neck muscles - I've been stiff all week, and it's been giving me pretty regular headaches. Of course, the time I spend on the computer doesn't help. :P
Michael called this morning, to wish me a happy birthday for Thursday. I'd missed his call, he'd missed mine; another round of "answering machine tennis". He was pleased to hear I was coming down next week *shakes head fondly* Sometimes I feel like I'm using him dreadfully, but I can't make myself feel something I don't. But still, we have fun together. And it'll be good to see him again.
I called Yasmin on Thursday, since I wasn't home when she called, and we had a good talk, only slightly impeded by the amount of wine I'd had at dinner. Since she'll be at kendo camp next weekend, I won't get to see her, which will be a bummer, but I'm glad she can go. Martial arts camps are a lot of fun - we were talking about the amount of drinking that goes on, and decided it was to make the pain hurt less. ;) Or something like that.
I have been slightly productive today. I made a huge pot of veggie soup (and by huge, I mean spilling over the sides if I stir too vigorously) and I finished "Justice". Well, I think it's finished - luba will probably ask for the rest when she reads the last line. ;) But I like to leave things to people's imaginations - I may write a sequel, but at this point I have other stuff to do. Like that Midnight Nation fic, which has been percolating away in the back of my head, and the TCP series I've bene discussing with Raph and Yasmin and Lise. Thanks to Raph and Yas I have a first story, and some good ideas, but I'm not sure if people are ready for another TCP epic from me. :P And there's my original stuff, which is starting to get demanding - I ought to finish "God's Local" if only so I can show it to Mum. She wants to see what I'm writing, but I don't feel up to explaining mutants to her. "Buffy" was difficult enough. She has a low sci-fi/fantasy tolerance.
Hmm, I think I'll finish that last Collective Mutants pre-story, the Fish one for Yas and Acey, and then I'll work on the Midnight Nation - although I'd rather grab issue #7 before I do much more. I hate accidentally rewriting the orginal plot, practically word for word. People think I'm plagerising, when I'm not. It's just these damn psychic powers.*grins*
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Date: 2001-05-12 10:52 am (UTC)This is the way I see it, Rossi. As long as he knows that you're not looking to go straight into a relationship, then everything is cool. It's a coward's way out, so to speak, because it's like putting a disclaimer on your emotions, and we all know how disclaimers are. I'm really not ready to be in a committed relationship with anyone, because I want to have fun with everyone. That's what I told Patrick while we were relaxing: I don't have any romantic feelings towards him, but he's a really great friend to be around. Taliesen's seen me work a room; he knows where I stand. Brad couldn't handle it, so he cut off the "relationship". I'm still doing okay.