When real things happen to imaginary people

Dear Brain,

Last night's dream wherein I was stuck at a vampire LARP with a bunch of my ex-boyfriends? Let's not repeat that EVER AGAIN, thanks. Tho' I do find it grimly amusing that in the dream, when I rounded a corner and saw someone I no longer associate with, my reaction was to say "REALLY?", then stomp off to find skarrin and demand that we start looking at our stats and figuring out what we needed to do to KILL EVERYONE. (Which, to be honest, was kind of our standard reaction to a lot of shenanagins that happened during our LARPing days.)

Last night I wrote slightly over 3,000 words on the story that is due Real Soon Now. I have not yet looked at what feedback awaits me from my beta readers/sanity net, but I will. Any minute now.

Last night was also the night of my subconscious being wacky. Once I fell asleep (sometime after 3:30AM), I had another installment of my "we're at the best thrift store ever!" dream. poh once again found a pair of his "ninjer" boots, domestinatrix was loading up a cart with canning jars, I was clutching a brand-new pair of the Dr. Marten "Skelly" boots AND a b&w striped military jacket with rows and rows of silver buttons, and The Husband had just walked up brandishing a first edition of Something Wicked This Way Comes. And then people ran into the store screaming about a zombie attack. Look, I don't understand it either, but it's still a better dream than the recurring stress nightmare where I'm stuck back working at Fred Meyer.

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I have realized that at some point I need to get a small soldering iron, because there are too many craft/jewelry projects I want to do that would be SO MUCH SIMPLER if I had one. Anyone have any recommendations for a good one?

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Okay, going to look at the feedback on the story. Really. Right now.

This week has been one long case of sleep deprivation. Which means I've kind of been in a "can't brain" state all week, and wow is that not helpful for getting writing done. At least now that the weather has decided to just go ahead and rain, I no longer want to drill holes in my head to see if that would help with the sinus headaches.

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Good grief, the next handful of weeks are busy! This weekend, pix_kristin is visiting, yay! Next weekend, it's stroppy_baggage's birthday! The weekend after that, the Vampire Ball in PDX! Then there's the Jill Tracy CD release party on April 1st (which tolkiencub is kindly escorting me to. On his birthday. This is one of the many reasons why he is the best stunt husband ever.), and then April 8 & 9 is another trip to PDX to see TWO MCR shows in a row. (Yes, I'm going to both. You can roll your eyes at me all you want, I don't care. Wheeeee!)

Along with all of that is a lot of writing I need to do, stroppy_baggage working on a tight deadline, and oh, did I mention a mad scramble of stuff at work? Yeah. I may be kind of scarce for a bit.

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One of my dreams last night was about me sitting in a meeting discussing color swatches and packaging mock-ups for a limited edition GCS line from MAC. Ha! I would love for that dream to come true (come on, you have to admit a "snarkling" lipstick would be FANTASTIC), but I'm not going to hold my breath until it does.

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In Things I Really Should Be Aware Of news: it's a simple 5-minute bus ride to get from my office to a local thrift store. This is dangerous information for me to have.

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::looks at FL:: Hey, I owe some of you email replies, don't I. I'll do those today, I swear.