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Sick again. *headdesk*
Okay, so this is somehow totally my fault, I'm sure. And no, I'm not being sarcastic.
I know full well that I got an absolutely inadequate amount of sleep during Dragon*Con. Was it worth it? FUCK YES. The things I saw, the people with whom I spoke, the things I got to experience - TOTALLY worth it. And now it's time to pay the piper.
Body aches, muscle cramps, sore back, sore throat, stuffed up nose, chest congestion, and dear gods my ears HURT. I got dizzy trying to bring a bag of trash out to the curb, so I'm pretty much sitting on the couch, drinking hot tea and attempting to work on a fanfic. I'd thought about trying to go to work this afternoon (called in sick for the morning), but there's no way.
As I said, this is my own damned fault, and I know it. I stayed up late almost every night, geeking out with some of the finest Star Trek geeks I've had the privilege to meet - some famous, some not. Klingon Kareoke. Oh yes.
Anyway, I'm here, I'm sick, I'm writing, and I'd love to chat with anyone who happens to be around. I might post more about Dragon*Con later, but for now, I really ought to work on this fic. It's really coming together. :)
I know full well that I got an absolutely inadequate amount of sleep during Dragon*Con. Was it worth it? FUCK YES. The things I saw, the people with whom I spoke, the things I got to experience - TOTALLY worth it. And now it's time to pay the piper.
Body aches, muscle cramps, sore back, sore throat, stuffed up nose, chest congestion, and dear gods my ears HURT. I got dizzy trying to bring a bag of trash out to the curb, so I'm pretty much sitting on the couch, drinking hot tea and attempting to work on a fanfic. I'd thought about trying to go to work this afternoon (called in sick for the morning), but there's no way.
As I said, this is my own damned fault, and I know it. I stayed up late almost every night, geeking out with some of the finest Star Trek geeks I've had the privilege to meet - some famous, some not. Klingon Kareoke. Oh yes.
Anyway, I'm here, I'm sick, I'm writing, and I'd love to chat with anyone who happens to be around. I might post more about Dragon*Con later, but for now, I really ought to work on this fic. It's really coming together. :)
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I was staying awake until 3:00 AM and 4:00 AM on various nights, meeting people and talking with people and just having the time of my life, and still waking up at 8:00 AM most mornings. It was absolutely worth it, but yeah, I ran myself into the ground.
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And I totally posted the Klingon version of "To be or not to be.." as my facebook status. With no other explanation. And the stupid hubby and I got into an argument on how to pronounce "bat'leth." Seriously. I need a vacation. Or something.
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I'm sorry you're at work though, hun. Hang in there.
*offers tea*
Also, it's a damned shame you don't live closer to here. So many Trek folks in the Kansas City area. You'd be fun to have on board our little ship. :)
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*sips tea, needs bad*
If I could pick up this job and move it somewhere else, I'd move down to Philly which is my home. ;;
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I've been to Philly a couple of times. Not the place for me, but it was nice. I miss Boston fiercely.
Anyway, feel free to commiserate with me over illness. Also, if you have time, would you be interested in test-reading my fic? I need a test-reader. Already have a beta, and I'll only need her to do the beta work AFTER the primary Big Bang deadline, but I do need a competent test reader. Interested?
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Why can't I have one more week?
Fanmixes... I've never done one. I never saw the point. But I do like to select songs that seem to fit characters and parts of stories and such. I've got a few that make me think of the Trek characters and movie(s).
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Fanmix - mine's the story of how their lives, from where the timelines diverged to their deaths. It'll be very neat.
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*sends you chicken soup*
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This just sucks. But hey, D*Con was awesome, and it was worth it. At least, that's what I keep telling myself.
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Jenn gets home at 4:30. You're welcome to come over... just don't expect me to be energetic. And if we keep our physical distance, you might not catch it. Seriously, I think I only caught this because I was WAY overtired.
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Also, I really would love to chat - but I have to fucking work. *pulls face* Well, 'work' as in write about how awesome I am, which is so much more difficult than it sounds.
*sighs* *hugs again* Feel better soon, bb. ♥♥
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And I understand that most people find it difficult to write about their own awesomeness in applications and resumes and stuff. I have confidence that you'll do just fine.
*hugs back* We'll chat soon, I'm sure. And I'll go make myself another cup of tea. I'm out of Earl Grey. *grumbles*
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*send you hypospray!Bones* :)
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But I'll take a bit of his bedside manner to soothe the pain. ;)
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And at the end of it we crash, look at each other (all 70,000-ish of us) and sigh happily - another Con well-spent.
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And yes, definitely another con well-spent. I'm tellin' ya - geeks know how to party.