life does not suck
Day of the Dead Day After Tomorrow
fic was apparently what I was in the mood for yesterday.
(And I did get 636 words of my apocafic written. I currently have 3+K words, which is rare and impressive for me.
I've actually gotten most of the major scenes written and am primarily just hacking at it now making sure I have everything explained and fleshed out while still maintaining a narrative flow. Also the whole fitting-it-into-canon issue; I'm beginning to feel like I need to write up a timeline outline.)
I had potato gnocchi with mushrooms -- and also cookies -- for lunch and took an extra-long lunch just because I could (and we watched some of Tom&Jerry
in the conference room) and had random high school talk with one of my coworkers.
So yeah, definitely a better day. Still don't have responses from Prof.B. re: stuff, but I'm not gonna worry about that until I'm back in on Monday.
I went to the MFA thing
'cause I keep flaking out on things recently and regretting it. I walked around for a while beforehand looking at some of the art I hadn't seen. The talk wasn't great but wasn't bad -- and I felt really bad that I dozed off for like 20 minutes during it, especially 'cause I was for the most part really engaged. Oh, and at the beginning the introducer lady mentioned a tour of the Semitic Museum that's a companion to this lecture series and was talking about parking options and I piped up, "Or you can take the T, 'cause it's just behind Harvard, right?"
I came home before CSI
was over, but since Without a Trace
was already set up to tape, I opted for bed. And proceeded to sleep for like 14 hours.
So weird to think that I caught up on sleep, LJ, and e-mail and still have 2 days off left. Of course, I've got quite a To Do List.
: Lemur Species Named After John Cleese