Nicki's Lair

One a.m. drive-by post here, since I'm working a 10+ hour closing shift 3 times this week. I'm getting close to hiring another kitchen employee, though, so possibly things will settle down soon. And I have tomorrow off. Also, the weather finally broke: it's still as hot as a normal summer here, but in comparison, it feels like fall. I LOVE it. Possibly soon I will wear jeans! And sneakers! And earrings! (yeah, earrings + kitchen grease + buckets of sweat = fail.)

I'm still trying to catch up on 31_days  fic... but my story's gotten bigger than the 31 prompts, so to make it into a workable whole, I'm one day going to have to go back and add a bunch of other pieces between the 31_days ficlets. Wondering if I can write something for Minor Characters' Week and/or birthday fic for q_sama  that will fill some of those gaps? Though I have other ideas for both, too... and there's that pesky work thing...

Also, my mind is buzzing with a lot of non-fiction I'm hoping to write down before I lose it. Commentary on Children of Earth; fangirling of Martha Jones (because I think she got even better, after her time as the Doctor's primary companion); what I think about marriage (since forces are conspiring to make me think about it more than 2 seconds at a time, for the first time in my life); and a new way of explaining sexual orientation (which uses venn diagrams -- yes, I'm that much of a geek). Plus, you know, whatever I forgot about since I started writing this entry 10 minutes ago.

So.... nothing earth-shattering. And that's good.

Ok, so ( Smackdown is still going on. )


In other news, I haven't decided if I'm still doing the Firefly big bang ( I still love Firefly! )


Finally, Real Life. ( Real life is a random assortment of good and bad. )

This is pretty disjointed, and maybe should be broken up into like 3 separate entries, but I don't have it in me right now. It's been a long couple of days, I'm getting over a really nasty chest cold, and I'm kinda zonked now. But, you know, still optimistic, somehow.

Right. In the past three months, I've been spurned personally and professionally by the same woman.

Remind me not to get in a position where that's even possible. Ever again.

And all the rage and frustration that I wouldn't let myself feel over the personal sleight? Right here, all bubbling up.

I shouldn't take it personally. The only reason she didn't take the job is that we couldn't pay her enough, and that's not my fault. And it's not like she actually rejected me on a personal level, either; she just found someone else before I got up the nerve to ask her out. Still... sucks that I'm now, again, looking for an assistant manager (as I have been for most of the past six months), right along with being single with no real prospects (as I have been for too long to even contemplate sanely). Grrrrrrr.

I'm not sure I want to talk about this much, but 1. I kind of abandoned a post/poll mid-stream a few days ago, and 2. I already mentioned that my dog, Mack, had cancer. So.

We had to have him put to sleep on Wednesday morning.

I've had the week. from. hell. My housing/financial situation is maybe-maybe-not gonna blow up in my face pretty soon, I went 4 nights running with less than 6 hours of sleep per night, we had 2 refrigerators break a combined 4 times at work this weekend, I got ELECTROCUTED* trying to unplug one of them, and now that all this crap is starting to settle down, it's 100+ degrees with 90% humidity in the kitchen... so by the time I get home, my brain is (literally?) fried. I HATE summer.

*Not as bad as it sounds, actually. Bad enough to piss me off, but not enough to need medical attention or anything.

The upshot of all this? I didn't forget about the reply I was going to post to an entry by green_maia , the Season 8 comics I told erimthar  I'd read, or the Tamora Pierce drabbles I still owe rojo  & Aniloverl. I just haven't gotten to those things yet.

But hey. It's a beautiful day (though hotter than I'd like), my awesome roomie has the day off (so we can actually hang out for once!), I've been riding my bike to and from work almost every day (8 miles round trip... I rock!), and my 3 doggies are all getting along. So life is, for the moment, good.