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kageotogiEver since I stopped being such an eljay addict (i.e., I don't post every day anymore, although I'm actually trying to get back into the habit...), I feel like I'm only posting about the bad things, or the things that I can whine about. So in today's post, I would like to assure everything that Good Things Do Happen To Me, and my life is not just a series of screw ups followed by bad days.
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domacatrix and I are going to be looking for a place. I have my reservations about this (because being a grown up is scary) but on the whole I think it will be a good thing. We had lots of good times living together in college, and who better to live with in the Real World than one of my best friends? Granted, I don't know where we'll be looking or anything like that, but there is room for discussion and some lenience, and that's pretty cool.
It's been over four months now, and I still really like my job. Yes, there are some aspects of it that I would change if I could (the commute is first on the list. Actually, the commute is one of the only things on the list), but for the most part I enjoy it. The people are wonderful, the tasks themselves can be a lot of fun, and the job forces me into new experiences now and then, which is definitely good for me. I don't want to be an Editorial Assistant my entire life, but what better place to start?
The writing front is in a good place, too, for the most part. I'm not really getting a lot done with things like, say, the Origifics, or any of the usual fanfic, but Aristeia (the novel-in-progress, which I'm sure some of you are really sick of hearing about) is making leaps and bounds. In a very slow way, sure, but it's good. The story is well over eighty-thousand words, and I'm being good about not editing anything until I'm actually finished -- and, believe it or no -- there is now an ending in sight! (By this, of course, I mean that I have at least two huge plot events I want to take care of and lots of plot strings that need to be wrapped up within those plot events, but I know how I'm going to get to the ending, even if I'm not sure how I want to end it. This is a good thing.) I'm excited about the story. Every time I work on it, the excitement is actually dashed to pieces by the daunting prospect of what will have to happen once it's finished, but when I'm just thinking about without having the document open, it's pretty awesome. This will be the longest thing I've ever finished -- fanfic or otherwise -- and the first story I've finished while still actually liking the story. In other words, I'm writing because I still like the story, and not because other people expect me to. It's a pretty awesome feeling.
I also wrote about a hundred words of story while I was stuck in traffic on Friday. Upside! I'll have to remember to add that in.
As always, I have the most amazing friends ever. I feel bad because I haven't really seen a lot of them lately -- namely, all my high school friends (endaemion and noueux included) and most of my college friends (especially pereppi, leopard_maliss, soamalachi, tromjkr, and, really, all the rest. I can't choose) --, but there's only so much I can do. I was going to go up to FSU last weekend to see said college friends, but their spring break was ill-timed, so that idea was shot; I'll have to wait to do that. My high school friends... Well, most of them are away at school already, and Leilla's schedule doesn't mesh with mine. This, clearly, is something we will have to fix. Anyway, I have amazing friends. I'm not liking the fact that I'm losing touch with a lot of them, but I'm willing to keep the drifting from going too far. I've just got to figure out the best way to do it.
Tonight I'm going to see The Full Monty at Toby's Dinner Theatre. This is pretty awesome (dinner and a show!) because I haven't been to Toby's since I was in elementary school, and because I'm going with my mom and several of her friends -- including my troop leader from way back when I was in Girl Scouts. (That's right, ladies and gents. I was a girl scout. Also? I was in 4H. I was the president of my club, actually. Who here is officially shocked?)
Ummm... On the less wonderful side, my fencing house got themselves a new location around January, and I haven't found out where exactly that it. More to the point, I haven't found out what times are open for actual fencing. Consequently, I haven't done anything with my fencing gear in months -- it's all sitting in the closet. This spells trouble for my physical activity meter, but oh well. I'm too tired to fence after work, and the weekends are usually reserved for other things that I can't take care of during the week. It all evens out, I guess, but I miss fencing. And I'm going to be such a loser when I get back into it. Yikes. Not looking forward to that.
So, you see? I've managed to fit six Good Things into this journal entry before I started forgetting what else I could put in there. ^_^
In other news, I really want another cat. This makes me feel bad because I still miss Junior terribly, but... I don't know. I miss having a furball around to cheer me up after a long day. My mother's cat doesn't count, either, because she's really... Well, anyone who has met her knows what I mean. *facepalm* I'm not going to get another cat (partially because living arrangements become even more questionable with pets, and partially because I dont' think I'm ready for that yet), but I am sort of perusing the shelter sites and looking. You know. Um. Just in case.
domacatrix and I are going to be looking for a place. I have my reservations about this (because being a grown up is scary) but on the whole I think it will be a good thing. We had lots of good times living together in college, and who better to live with in the Real World than one of my best friends? Granted, I don't know where we'll be looking or anything like that, but there is room for discussion and some lenience, and that's pretty cool.It's been over four months now, and I still really like my job. Yes, there are some aspects of it that I would change if I could (the commute is first on the list. Actually, the commute is one of the only things on the list), but for the most part I enjoy it. The people are wonderful, the tasks themselves can be a lot of fun, and the job forces me into new experiences now and then, which is definitely good for me. I don't want to be an Editorial Assistant my entire life, but what better place to start?
The writing front is in a good place, too, for the most part. I'm not really getting a lot done with things like, say, the Origifics, or any of the usual fanfic, but Aristeia (the novel-in-progress, which I'm sure some of you are really sick of hearing about) is making leaps and bounds. In a very slow way, sure, but it's good. The story is well over eighty-thousand words, and I'm being good about not editing anything until I'm actually finished -- and, believe it or no -- there is now an ending in sight! (By this, of course, I mean that I have at least two huge plot events I want to take care of and lots of plot strings that need to be wrapped up within those plot events, but I know how I'm going to get to the ending, even if I'm not sure how I want to end it. This is a good thing.) I'm excited about the story. Every time I work on it, the excitement is actually dashed to pieces by the daunting prospect of what will have to happen once it's finished, but when I'm just thinking about without having the document open, it's pretty awesome. This will be the longest thing I've ever finished -- fanfic or otherwise -- and the first story I've finished while still actually liking the story. In other words, I'm writing because I still like the story, and not because other people expect me to. It's a pretty awesome feeling.
I also wrote about a hundred words of story while I was stuck in traffic on Friday. Upside! I'll have to remember to add that in.
As always, I have the most amazing friends ever. I feel bad because I haven't really seen a lot of them lately -- namely, all my high school friends (
endaemion and noueux included) and most of my college friends (especially pereppi, leopard_maliss, soamalachi, tromjkr, and, really, all the rest. I can't choose) --, but there's only so much I can do. I was going to go up to FSU last weekend to see said college friends, but their spring break was ill-timed, so that idea was shot; I'll have to wait to do that. My high school friends... Well, most of them are away at school already, and Leilla's schedule doesn't mesh with mine. This, clearly, is something we will have to fix. Anyway, I have amazing friends. I'm not liking the fact that I'm losing touch with a lot of them, but I'm willing to keep the drifting from going too far. I've just got to figure out the best way to do it.Tonight I'm going to see The Full Monty at Toby's Dinner Theatre. This is pretty awesome (dinner and a show!) because I haven't been to Toby's since I was in elementary school, and because I'm going with my mom and several of her friends -- including my troop leader from way back when I was in Girl Scouts. (That's right, ladies and gents. I was a girl scout. Also? I was in 4H. I was the president of my club, actually. Who here is officially shocked?)
Ummm... On the less wonderful side, my fencing house got themselves a new location around January, and I haven't found out where exactly that it. More to the point, I haven't found out what times are open for actual fencing. Consequently, I haven't done anything with my fencing gear in months -- it's all sitting in the closet. This spells trouble for my physical activity meter, but oh well. I'm too tired to fence after work, and the weekends are usually reserved for other things that I can't take care of during the week. It all evens out, I guess, but I miss fencing. And I'm going to be such a loser when I get back into it. Yikes. Not looking forward to that.
So, you see? I've managed to fit six Good Things into this journal entry before I started forgetting what else I could put in there. ^_^
In other news, I really want another cat. This makes me feel bad because I still miss Junior terribly, but... I don't know. I miss having a furball around to cheer me up after a long day. My mother's cat doesn't count, either, because she's really... Well, anyone who has met her knows what I mean. *facepalm* I'm not going to get another cat (partially because living arrangements become even more questionable with pets, and partially because I dont' think I'm ready for that yet), but I am sort of perusing the shelter sites and looking. You know. Um. Just in case.
