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Seriously screwed on the exchanges front. Why is everything due THIS WEEK?
Okay, and why did I pick up that Pinch Hit? Two of 'em, even! IDIOT.
But, yeah, struggling on the writing front. Of course, all my muse wants to write right now is smut; kissing, sexing, seducing, oh and a bit of fighting before kissing. And what's due? Gen exchanges and gen prompts, of course.
Tooth is still aching, headaches are getting worse, back went out again yesterday at hockey. I had a brief session of the shakes after working out in the garden, and I'm starting to wonder a bit about the soil on this plot; the house was built 55 years ago, right before they started caring what kinds of chemicals they'd pour out in the soil when the job was done... I'm quietly worrying that I'm poisoning myself with my garden.
We lost our 1st semis to the top team in the competition, but only in extra time, and after they had about a DOZEN short corners: one of the umpires was unbelievably crappy in her calls. I had several shots on goal, couldn't make any of them stick. Frustrating (and hot; temp was 28C easy, one of our players had a touch of heastroke after) but not entirely unexpected. Now we have to win against another team next week. And I need to get my back seen to ASAP, or I'm not going to be any use next weekend.
Okay, and why did I pick up that Pinch Hit? Two of 'em, even! IDIOT.
But, yeah, struggling on the writing front. Of course, all my muse wants to write right now is smut; kissing, sexing, seducing, oh and a bit of fighting before kissing. And what's due? Gen exchanges and gen prompts, of course.
Tooth is still aching, headaches are getting worse, back went out again yesterday at hockey. I had a brief session of the shakes after working out in the garden, and I'm starting to wonder a bit about the soil on this plot; the house was built 55 years ago, right before they started caring what kinds of chemicals they'd pour out in the soil when the job was done... I'm quietly worrying that I'm poisoning myself with my garden.
We lost our 1st semis to the top team in the competition, but only in extra time, and after they had about a DOZEN short corners: one of the umpires was unbelievably crappy in her calls. I had several shots on goal, couldn't make any of them stick. Frustrating (and hot; temp was 28C easy, one of our players had a touch of heastroke after) but not entirely unexpected. Now we have to win against another team next week. And I need to get my back seen to ASAP, or I'm not going to be any use next weekend.
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