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Dec. 15th, 2012 12:06 pm
seventhe: (Edge/Rydia: no return)
if anyone is left wondering where I went and/or why I fell off the face of the earth, I just got back from the plant (aka Midgar) -- I flew down on Monday, worked some 15-hour shifts, came back late on Thursday, and basically have slept since then, almost straight through.

I'm so behind on everything -- because of life, but this plant trip didn't help. it's fucking 10 days until Christmas, only one week until I head up to my parents' house, and the holidays are kind of like a ten pound load of stress in a five pound bag anyway: plus I still have to work (most of) this week, and I have a ton of shit to finish up before the year ends and the holidays kick in and all, and just: aaaaauuuuuuuuuuuuuggggghhhhhhhhhhh

If you've emailed me and I haven't replied, this is why. If you've commented and I'm ignoring you, this is why. If I don't get to it soon, well, uh, I'm the Avatar. Deal with it

Off to try to be productive~
seventhe: (Laguna: this is his life)
So, I initially said I was going to do a mini-Nano. Well. I kind of intended to work on an original story I'd already started. Then, Becky and I were going to work on ~shame novels~. Now, I have no idea what I'm going to do. And it's November 1st!

I do want to work on my original stories. I really do. But at this point I'm not sure it'll carry me through the month.

So hey! Leave me some prompts.

Like always, I make no guarantee that they're going to get written at all. (See for reference: I took prompts last year, and they did erupt into words, but none of them ever got finished.)

So no guarantees and no promises and maybe I'll just end up trolling those prompts from last year because some of them are still awesome (BALLS AND SPAGHETTI, ANYONE??), but if you have any new ideas, or revamps of old ideas, throw them at me

25,000 words i swear it will happen

OKAY THEN

Oct. 10th, 2012 04:20 pm
seventhe: (Burger King: In the butt!)
As of tonight, I am off to NYC/NYCC for a horrifying/fabulous weekend. (horrifabulous?) I'm going to a convention on ankles that can't walk or stand for more than 5-10 minutes without feeling like stabbing bruises, with a lingering cough that both sounds and feels like I'm hauling the grossest parts of my lungs up through my throat, on no less than 7 prescriptions (4 of which say, dude, don't drink alcohol)--

--and it's going to be awesome. Or, I might die, but hey.

See y'all.

PS: COMMENT HERE IF U WANT SOOPER CLASSEY POSTCRAD
seventhe: (chocobo: hey bb)
I WAS THERE.

IT WAS AMAZING.

I was also at a lot of bars, on a lot of (quality) trains, at a lot of delicious restaurants, and in the middle of a large amount of drunk. Zero Fucks Weekend Round Two: New York City Shame Edition was an epic success and I'll update everyone some more when I'm not being kicked out of work for actually being too sick to be here. (I promise I'll leave when my work is done, people, but it ain't done yet)

But I thought you should all know that Bjork's show and new album are just as amazing as she always is, and I am still worshipping at her sparkly, big-haired, amazing-voiced altar.

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