Work has been crazy busy. We got orders week before last that we had 18 hours mandatory overtime which breaks down to 2 hours a day and 8 hours on Saturday. Plus any extra time we could put in. Last week I did a total of 68 hours. Yeah, I'm tired. Feel good about because my Lord knows we need the money and if you have to help yourself first. This are rolling back around to where there's sunshine peeking out from the clouds but things still keep changing. I guess its life and I need to buckle my seatbelt and hang on. No, it's good. Really. My life needed changing and someone to rip the rose colored glasses off my face and stomp on them.
In the clearing aftermath of the catastrophic disasters of the last year, things are more sure than they ever were before. Solid ground is what I'm standing on and not the lofty clouds of illusions. My friends are my friends, my daughter is the one who is my glue and I'm stronger than I thought I was before. I'm really not the weak person who was ready to give up when things got hard. So, I'm back in the game.
Anyway, what am I doing in the first free two days off in a row that I have in almost a month. I'm fixing up my studio. Well, a section of my bedroom but still my studio. Getting everything in place to start writing again. Gabby has gone from a fading whisper to a demanding shrew who wants to do story boarding, organizing my reference books and changing out my desk chairs so that we can get lost in the stories again. I'm taking out the DVR in my room so that I can't get lost in aimless numbing television which distracts from Gabbys creative presence. (She really does like watching pretty boys)
And speaking of pretty boys...ohmioverthehillfaghagbody, how wonderful of a boy is Adam Lambert? I adore that man. Yes man. Makes me long to be twenty six and in his presence so I can bask in his godfulness. Geesh. I thought my days of wanting to hang out in gay bars was over, but I'd follow him just about everywhere. One day there will be a very glamrock vampire appearing in one of my stories who sneers like Elvis, laughs like a little boy, and f***ks like a god. Spike will be jealous and Buffy will discover Queer as Folks. Oh wait a minute Joss you took her there and Willow but I'm sure that they've never been to Rainbow City, marched in Pride and worn red to Disney. Or is that too cliche? Or too out of your vision of what gay is? No sorry you just kill them off...
On a side note, Tobi showed me some GIFs of Adam Lambert and Kris Allen. One of which was Kradam themed. Yeah, Gabby purred so I might do a one shot. Actually at this point if it meant I could actually write something I'd write just about anything if I could finish it.
Okay, on to another subject that is near and dear to my heart these days even if they pissed me the hell off. I put it behind cuts just in case you haven't caught up in the last month. What is it? Sorry, General Hospital.
( First with the angry ) ( The other thing is Ethan and Lulu )The only other show that I want to comment on is Supernatural. I was disappointed and felt let down by the finale. That's the ending? That's what the whole year built up to. Damn, I'm unhappy. They had better play the hell out of it next year because the boys went to the edge, stopped and grabbed hands like sissies instead of taking it to that final showdown. What a crock.
Anyway that's my life lately. I think the only thing I haven't covered are the things which I'm saving for surprises later in the day, or week, or month...
Oh yeah, and um, I'm sorry I've been so distant. There hasn't been a day that I haven't thought of you. It's one of the things I'm learning is not to procrastinate about life. Not being here for you is a chain I've forged and it clinks behind me wherever I go so this weekend, my main priority is to start reading your journals, find out what you've been up and to ask you to let me back in. You guys are a family that is so important to me. I wouldn't be me without you.
May I?