still in a defecit

I am so tired. My food supplies have been restocked, but not so my sleep supplies. Although Personal Life won out over Work Life, Work Life is taking revenge! I just worked about 17 hours (12 at work, 5 at home.) And I have sooo much to do tomorrow. Mercy me. Ah well, that's Christmas in retail.

To potential future employers scoping me out: Look how hard working and dedicated I am!

For some leavening...

nano is wrimo'd

I had to finish nano tonight because tomorrow (er today) I work the night shift, so not much time before midnight to get the writing done.

I had to get 8000 words written, and since I had previously calc'd that I write about 700 words in an hour, this worried me greatly. First time I've ever been seriously worried about Nano. I was determined to finish it (Personal Life facing off against Work Life) but to finish it and get no sleep... not great. I have a ton to do at work the next two days!

I actually finished about 2 hours ago at 5 AM, but had some other things to read and catch up on afterwards. But yay! Turns out I can write 8000 words in about 6 hours. Not bad not bad. And actually it was 8500 words because nano calculates less words than my writing program does. So I knew I was going to have to keep writing a bit until the nano robots recognized the right count.

Funny thing is, I left this novel in the same place as last year's -- at the Dark Point. It's very sad to keep leaving my characters at the point when everything's going wrong!

Okay, off to bed. And soon must replenish groceries. Shortbread eaten. Soup eaten. ...Still lots of tea.

Personal Life WON!! (Just barely, but a win is a win.)

Starting point tonight:

First attempt to get authorized

Second attempt:

Third attempt:

Death by nano and Christmas retail

Hmm just realized I only have tonight and Sunday night to finish the remaining 10 000 words. How veddy interesting. Meanwhile I have a million things to do for work. I've take ONE home with me, and am allowing a small amount of time for it. But it's 2 AM so I'd better get to it. It really is coming down to ...

Job vs Writing

Meanwhile I ate the last of the old pita bread I found in the freezer. I've finished the soy milk, but still lots of rice milk. Realized I had icing sugar so I could make one dessert--shortbread cookies. But now the margarine is gone so I can't make anything else.

But there's pasta, 2 tomatoes, canned beans, lemon juice, and spices left. I think I can make it.

I forgot to show you the wedding alligator cake

So... the story is getting there. The guy who runs nano sent out an email saying that at this point nano divides into three groups. The people who wrote their daily requirement all month and are finishing up now. The people who are too far behind and have pulled the plug. And the "comeback kids" who are in the 20 30 000 range and will be posting at the last minute. That's where he's at, and that's always where I am. Previous years I wasn't quite THIS behind, not that I recall. But it'll happen... despite the fact that the next few days at work will be ridiculously busy... I will Gloria Gaynor survive.

Daily Mail addiction!

Well reading the Daily Mail hasn't become an addiction yet, but... here are the stories that got me today.

* I once wrote (on some blog or another) how the advice to live each day like it's your last is Very Bad Advice. And here's proof! "A breast cancer sufferer who thought she was going to die lavished £50,000 on her family - only to be given the all-clear." (read here) The weird thing is she spent it after all her treatments, before finding out whether they had worked. And that's all debt money. How did she think her husband would pay for it after she died??

* Dude strikes it rich by finding buried Saxon hoard with metal detector. "Mr Herbert, 55, a former factory worker on disability benefit, discovered the hoard while searching the field between Lichfield and Tamworth on July 5. Armed with an 18-year-old metal detector, he unearthed beautiful gold sword hilts, jewels from Sri Lanka, exquisitely carved helmet decorations and early Christian crosses. Within days he had filled 244 bags, including gold objects alone weighing more than 11lb (5kg). Archaeologists believe the loot was buried at the site by a king or warlord who was most likely killed before being able to retrieve it.(here)

*Alligator wedding cake.

* Crazy deep sea animals. "This is a female Pacific giant octopus who guards her eggs in a den for six months. Gradually she starves, and her last act of devotion is blowing water over her eggs to help them hatch. And then she dies."

* Homeless kid falls asleep in a garbage skip and dies when the truck emptied it! Eeep!! Sad.

* "

A football-mad benefits scrounger refereed more than 40 soccer matches - despite claiming he could barely walk.

Stephen Southern, 50, pocketed more than £11,000 in disability handouts after telling benefits officials that severe back pain meant he could barely hobble 30 yards.

He claimed he suffered 'chest pain and dizziness', could not dress himself, needed help to sit and stand, and wasn't able to lift his arms above his head.

But the Department for Work and Pensions secretly filmed him sprinting, twisting and turning as he officiated in a string of football matches." (here)

* Hey they're filming the new A-Team in Vancouver! It's so exciting.

* Poor Susan Boyle isn't having a very good time.

And with that... I'm finally feeling sleepy again. Back to bed for a bit, and then on to nanowrimo.

Fromage anyone?

There is a fine fine line between Artistic Kitsch and good old Fromage. Beyoncé definitely crossed it on this one. No worries about Kanye interrupting the next award show. "Imma... Imma stay in my seat because Beyoncé had one of the worst videos of all time!"