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Wow. The computer. I can use it. Yay.
So, y'know, I went gallivanting off on Saturday, with dad saying he needed the computer. Well, nine hours later (much fun with Jensilla, and then Buffy at Taps'), I come home to find him... just. starting.
Nine hours, you know? And he's just starting.
Pissed probably covers it. Sunday, I worked. Monday, I worked... You get the idea. I was at home, dad was on the computer. I wzs at work, he wasn't (since he works the same shift I do). I couldn't fucking win.
So. Spent the last several days making my way through the Night Threads books by Ru Emerson. Decent books, unfortunately she didn't have an editor on the last two, AND, she needed to spread it out more--it all felt like an outline, an overview, not an actual plot/story.
More later. I'm revelling in the newness... God, I don't want to think about how much email I've got.
So, y'know, I went gallivanting off on Saturday, with dad saying he needed the computer. Well, nine hours later (much fun with Jensilla, and then Buffy at Taps'), I come home to find him... just. starting.
Nine hours, you know? And he's just starting.
Pissed probably covers it. Sunday, I worked. Monday, I worked... You get the idea. I was at home, dad was on the computer. I wzs at work, he wasn't (since he works the same shift I do). I couldn't fucking win.
So. Spent the last several days making my way through the Night Threads books by Ru Emerson. Decent books, unfortunately she didn't have an editor on the last two, AND, she needed to spread it out more--it all felt like an outline, an overview, not an actual plot/story.
More later. I'm revelling in the newness... God, I don't want to think about how much email I've got.