What a strange day this is. After four days of full-time with Ken, not to mention being surrounded by Styx friends and Styx themselves, I’m home alone. Ken’s visiting his mom. Other than a chiropractic appt and dentist appt (to pick up my mouth guard), I’ve been on my own. I’m playing music loudly to counteract the silence I’m having trouble getting used to. I’m feeling out of sorts. I finally realized that I also haven’t had a full night’s sleep since…Tuesday night last week? (I woke up in the middle of last night with a headache, plus Ken’s alarm went off earlier than mine.) So I’m tired. I have to ease back into Real Life and regain my energy, rather than hit the ground running and exhaust myself further.
I got just over 500 words done yesterday at Lulu’s, after taking Christine out to lunch at Versailles for her birthday. We poked around online before we got to writing (given I hadn’t seen e-mail since Thursday morning, I wanted to make sure there was nothing crucial that needed immediate attention). I thought I’d get more done after I got home, but what with unpacking and laundry and e-mail and general exhaustion resulting in catching up on recorded TV (Torchwood geekery: I ::heart:: Ianto.), none was forthcoming. Today, we shall see.
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Currently Reading: Valiant: A Modern Tale of Faerie, Holly Black
Lately Listened To: various Gowan. I’m bringing myself down slowly…
Recently Watched: Law & Order: SVU
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So how were the shows??? DETAILS woman.
Getting back to reality sucks doesn't it? I remember how hard it was after Styxfest ( and I was only there two days! ).
I'll get something written up...soonish... I can probably trim down the ramblings I sent to Sarah into something coherent for the general public at large.
Styxfest was especially hard for me because I'd been working on the event for more than a year--and then there was the high emotion of the Wrist Cuff Incident!
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