I am incredibly ready for it to hurry up and snow tonight. I say bring it on today, mother nature! I wanna strap some wood slats to my feet and go skiing down the hills behind my place. If I can't dig out pieces of wood longer than my feet, I'll get out a plastic box lid and do some sledding. I want a chance to enjoy the snow before I have to worry about going in to work tomorrow morning, because I will have to go in if I can get there safely. That's the downside to working in an 'essential service' at a hospital, because the cops wouldn't come give me a ride to get to work like the would a worker at a human hospital.
Aside from bruises on my ankles, I'm no longer sore from skiing for the first time last weekend. I'm going again this coming weekend and I'm sure I'll be feeling it for a week afterwards again. It was so much fun other than the rain. It rained the entire fucking time we were skiing. And of course, what does the weather say now that I've got plans tacked down for this coming Saturday? 30% chance of rain. *head/desk* But by golly, it'll likely be the last chance I get to ski this year since con preps have to start soon, so I'm gonna go no matter what!
D*C's coming up far too fast. Holy crap, how am I ever going to get things finished in time?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?
I do still live. I've gotten into the very bad habit of rarely getting on LJ these days. Work's been busy, life in general has been busy and a bit stressful, but things are decent. My car stranded me in Fairburn after the renfaire last Saturday when it refused to start after a quick water break before hitting the interstate. Thank goodness for friends! Wound up with the #$(*#$&(*& thing starting up the next morning for the tow truck driver. A couple of days, a rental car (for getting to Atlanta on Tuesday for a seminar for work), a new battery, new starter, new rear brake pads, new serpentine belt, and about $750 all totaled later, my car is once again starting and running as it should. Just in time to be able to go to Atlanta again tomorrow for the weekend for TimeGate.
Speaking of TimeGate, anyone in the area should come check it out and visit me in the *dun dun dun* dealer's room! I'm not going to have nearly as much as I'd wanted made to sell due to spending so much time running around fixing my car and being utterly exhausted beyond all comprehension after said running around, but I'll have my jewelry and some assorted other items. I'd love some company! And some business. Tell your friends, neighbors, relatives, and enemies to come shop with me!
Okay, advertising over. But seriously, I haven't gotten to get out and see folks very much for several months now so I'd absolutely love to see friends for a change!
I'm not as much of a basket case now as I was last week. Maybe I needed that massive vent more than I realized.
Got a random hug at work yesterday in the middle of helping with a case and I very nearly started crying. Apparently, I needed that more than I realized as well.
I can't believe my birthday's in just a few days. I want to invite people from work out to eat somewhere, but I don't know where. I just know that I'm tired of spending my birthdays without getting to have fun with people.
It's midnight, I'm on call, haven't caught up on sleep from working 11 hours of surgery Saturday night-Sunday morning, and I'm freaking out more and more over D*C costumes as I lay here looking up details and trying to plan out when to work on things. As tired as I am, I can't believe I can't sleep yet.
I'm getting closer to being finished with Dawn. The corset is 90% completed. I still have to make the choker, the tops of the gloves, sew the chain on one glove, and make the rose and vine for the other glove. As long as I have the corset finished for Saturday, I'll be happy for the time being. I plan to wear it to the momocon pretty in pink ball as a test run. I have a recurring mental image of the busk ripping out of the front as I'm going on stage for the contest. I've got the sucker double stitched in, with thick interfacing AND thick lining - I don't think it's going to be going anywhere. But I still can't shake this feeling. I've gotta whip up some kind of shirt to wear under the corset, just in case catastrophic wardrobe failure occurs. I've also decided I'm going to be making wedding dress Donna from the Dr. Who episode Runaway Bride. I'm nuts. I'm going to make a wedding dress in less than a weel. And likely with no pattern. I have lost my everloving, featherlicking mind. I'm also still working on learning the dance to Thriller for the record-breaking attempt. Trying to find old, light-colored scrubs to turn into a zombie costume is proving to be a royal pain. I may just have to say 'screw it' to the costume I see in my mind's eye and just bloody up some random thrift store outfit. All of the scrubs I own are too dark to show blood well.
I found out last week that the haunted house I've worked at the past two years isn't opening this year. I'm crushed. The only 2 upsides to it is that I can participate in Thrill the World, and I can actually attempt to go out and do something on Halloween. Aside from that, I guess I'll just be doing my usual Friday and Saturday routine from the rest of the year - come home from work, collapse, and get nothing productive done while having no human contact outside of the computer. My mom actually said 'good, so you won't be so weird' when I told her about it. She apparently doesn't see anything horribly wrong with me so rarly getting to go do things with people. I'm getting quite tired of just coming home and collapsing in exhaustion. Would some of my friends PLEASE move to Athens so I can see people without having to drive for over an hour? PLEASE?!?!?!?!?!?
Gah, I should know better than to post when I'm this tired. I ramble too much. But even with as stressed as I am, I can NOT wait for D*C to get here. I need more human interaction. I need to have some time with friends. I need time with people who understand my hobbies and interests outside of veterinary medicine without having to constantly explain what I'm talking about.
Note to self: the total contents of three big litter boxes, when combined into one box to carry down to the dumpster, are too friggin heavy to carry without either throwing out your back or giving yourself a hernia. I really hate being so stupid. This is gonna be an interesting trip to take out the garbage later. What I wouldn't give for a wheelbarrow.
If there is one person or more on your friends list who makes your world a better place just because they exist and who you would not have met (in real life or not) without the internet, then post this same sentence in your journal.
I still live, even if I never manage to post these days. Life = exhaustion right now. Quick rundown of recent goings-on:
-our large animal tech at work had to have surgery on her ankle AGAIN last week, so we're short handed once again
-went to MTAC and had an absolute blast. Cosplay work the week before left me exhausted, but it was totally worth it
-went to renfaire last weekend and had an even bigger blast, even with getting soaked in the rain
-I've gotten slightly obsessed with learning to make really good corsets lately. I can actually afford to order some steel boning this weekend so I can make a really good one now!
-money's a pain in the ass as always
-Punky turned 7 yesterday. How did my little girl get so old so fast?
-I'm going to Otakon. I don't care if I have to walk there, I'm going this year.
And now I must get back to cleaning since Carolina's coming to visit tomorrow night for her graduation and she's going to literally crack a whip across my back if I don't get the house looking as good as it did by the time she left from her last visit.