I had my second Algebra test Friday, and I don't know what I got on it yet. 9 out of 10 on the last quiz, though. And I have a Sociology test on Monday.
Am I studying yet? Hell, no. See, I have this notebook I carry around with me. In said notebook is a long list of things I mean to get done, most of them related in some way to my web stuff, or my trillion and one writing projects. I always try to get it all done on the weekends- never do, but I can chip away at it.
This weekend I decided I'd take up this little time: "Break Emperor's Heir [Star Wars fic] into chapters." Because how hard can that be?
Right. I found myself rewriting chapter six- which kind of needed it. And then so did chapter seven. So that's done, and they're much better now, but there are weak spots in chapter four, a few more in chapter eight. And I'm avoiding looking too carefully at nine and ten, because I know they have issues.
What the hell was I thinking? I just had to pick this up again, didn't I? Now nothing is going to get done.
Somewhere in the back of my head, Daren Palpatine is laughing. Bloody Imperial bitch. (And she's still laughing; she would think that was funny. And it is sort of true...)
And in other arenas of wasting time (and having fun doing it, of course)
theatrical_muse's mods are going to let the active people have a third muse if they want it. I'm not sure I count as active- I try, but there were a few topics there where the girls didn't feel like commenting. And on the other end of the scale there's Jaina's response to the self-preservation vs forgiveness challenge, which is still ongoing. But I'm going on the assumption that I could be active if I wanted to be, and that I might have a shot at a fourth muse.
I'm just not sure if I want one or not. I mean, I want one, obviously, but I don't know if I really have time. Sometimes I feel like three is too much. Other times I feel like it's not enough, and I'd really like a fourth. I just don't know who it would be. And before I know it I'm thinking more than I should about that- who it ought to be... I have ideas, of course. Damn them all.
*sigh* Could the entire cast of Star Wars please stop clamoring for my attention? Right now? (Because I could write Padme Amidala. Or Emperor Palpatine. Or Grand Admiral Thrawn. Or Mara Jade Skywalker. Or...No, the OCs cannot come out and play. (Shut up, Daren... Gilly... Alaina... all of you...)
*buries head in hands* What am I doing to myself?
Am I studying yet? Hell, no. See, I have this notebook I carry around with me. In said notebook is a long list of things I mean to get done, most of them related in some way to my web stuff, or my trillion and one writing projects. I always try to get it all done on the weekends- never do, but I can chip away at it.
This weekend I decided I'd take up this little time: "Break Emperor's Heir [Star Wars fic] into chapters." Because how hard can that be?
Right. I found myself rewriting chapter six- which kind of needed it. And then so did chapter seven. So that's done, and they're much better now, but there are weak spots in chapter four, a few more in chapter eight. And I'm avoiding looking too carefully at nine and ten, because I know they have issues.
What the hell was I thinking? I just had to pick this up again, didn't I? Now nothing is going to get done.
Somewhere in the back of my head, Daren Palpatine is laughing. Bloody Imperial bitch. (And she's still laughing; she would think that was funny. And it is sort of true...)
And in other arenas of wasting time (and having fun doing it, of course)
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I'm just not sure if I want one or not. I mean, I want one, obviously, but I don't know if I really have time. Sometimes I feel like three is too much. Other times I feel like it's not enough, and I'd really like a fourth. I just don't know who it would be. And before I know it I'm thinking more than I should about that- who it ought to be... I have ideas, of course. Damn them all.
*sigh* Could the entire cast of Star Wars please stop clamoring for my attention? Right now? (Because I could write Padme Amidala. Or Emperor Palpatine. Or Grand Admiral Thrawn. Or Mara Jade Skywalker. Or...No, the OCs cannot come out and play. (Shut up, Daren... Gilly... Alaina... all of you...)
*buries head in hands* What am I doing to myself?