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Thought I've leave an update, just in case anybody's worried - no need to be, I made it trhough just fine. Nothing TOO major, but it's fucking annoying and I discovered just how much me and vicoden DO NOT get along. Always nice to find that out at three AM when you're in pain . Anyway, coming off the stuff and feeling better (and worse, but what are you going to do? everything itches right now...) and I'm back home now. Still can't do very much, thought I'd check my email and throw up a hello!

My cat doesn't like my computer, so in the interest of her not jumping on me (ouch!) to prove her displeasure, I'm going to ho now! Hope to see everybody back on here in a week or two!

In my line of work, a girl learns to make good use of sticky notes. I've got packs and packs of the things in my desk. I'd say about a quarter of my overall usage goes to work-related topics, such as what time the boss have moved the meeting to this time.

The rest go towards corralling up plot bunnies. I'm pretty sure this counts as pilfering from company resources, but whatever. Paper's cheap and I can never remember to go to the store to buy my own.

Some of these make their way home to my fridge. Where I look at them every time I go for the frozen peas or ground chicken. There's always a couple different stories going at once, and now, I can't decide which one I want to pursue.

I've got my original stuff, a short story or two, the plot notes on a novel I'm working on currently and the plot reorganization on something I finished a while back. There's my recipe for chocolate cake - highly important for three AM writing sessions. And then I've got a rather insane idea fanfic flowcharted out on the back of one of my spreadsheet print-outs... the boys through the entire history of America. They just keep coming back. Revolutionary War, Mississippi frontier, Civil War, Texas cattle country, Boxer Rebellion, World War One, Roaring Twenties, Great Depression, World War Two, Vietnam, Afghanistan...

Nothing like a history degree to get a girl excited about rifled barrels and the recon merits of the airplane and Murdock in a Confederate uniform and Face in pinstripes. And, oh yes, I've got the dates and ages mapped out for precision reincarnation possibilities... It's actually less batshit than the original SF stuff I've got in the works.

I can't decide, and time's at a premium. I've got two research papers to write in the next two months and a thesis project after that and I owe my dad one of those short SF stories and there are the holidays coming up and I just can't frikkin' decide. And I have to do the dishes and go work a football game today, too...

Sigh.

Life was so much easier when I was just wallpapering my miniature apartment in Japan with sticky notes. My fridge is far too small to sort this out for me!