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A day better spent in bed...
Oct. 9th, 2007 10:58 am...although I'm sure that either the ceiling would cave in and bury me, or at least I'd fall out.
I hate days like this.
Getting out of bed is an ordeal, household chores are torture, the hair does the strangest things, the wardrobe suddenly seems to contain nothing I could even remotely consider wearing...
A textbook example for a mental health day, only I can't take it, because Gabriele is still on holiday.
So I have to plough on bravely, hoping that time will somehow pass more quickly. Of course it doesn't, because today is one of those days.
Managed a measly 1000 words last night before giving up and watching Blackadder instead.
Since it's one of those days, I'd better not think too much about the exchange fic, because it suddenly seems boring, too long, too much in need of additional elements, and generally crap. If at least made money with it, I could comfort myself with the thought that the gain is worth the trouble.
I'm a total, utter sourpuss today. Probably also because I have to write a long, complicated report for the ministry and really don't feel like it, but neither do I feel like leaving it for tomorrow, which would probably be a very good idea.
Hm. Maybe I ought to write a few pieces of the exchange fic, which I can insert into the appropriate places at home? *perks up* It seems I've found a way to cheer myself up.
I hate days like this.
Getting out of bed is an ordeal, household chores are torture, the hair does the strangest things, the wardrobe suddenly seems to contain nothing I could even remotely consider wearing...
A textbook example for a mental health day, only I can't take it, because Gabriele is still on holiday.
So I have to plough on bravely, hoping that time will somehow pass more quickly. Of course it doesn't, because today is one of those days.
Managed a measly 1000 words last night before giving up and watching Blackadder instead.
Since it's one of those days, I'd better not think too much about the exchange fic, because it suddenly seems boring, too long, too much in need of additional elements, and generally crap. If at least made money with it, I could comfort myself with the thought that the gain is worth the trouble.
I'm a total, utter sourpuss today. Probably also because I have to write a long, complicated report for the ministry and really don't feel like it, but neither do I feel like leaving it for tomorrow, which would probably be a very good idea.
Hm. Maybe I ought to write a few pieces of the exchange fic, which I can insert into the appropriate places at home? *perks up* It seems I've found a way to cheer myself up.
