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Stress! I've been buried at work a lot lately. Have a project with an impossible deadline, so Peter and I are designing a building at hyperspeed. I'm mentally exhausted. I enjoy what I do. It's sort of like working out a gigantic puzzle, but it's mentally exhausting. Then again, I've been working many hours of overtime, so it's also just plain exhausting (didn't make it home from work today until 7:45pm). I'm not making much progress on my fanfic either (yes, believe it or not, I am still writing the two stories which appear completely abandonned because I haven't updated in months). I cannot seem to get it together enough to make much forward progress, and I continue to edit and re-edit the same scene. I have no idea if it's any good at all. These days, everything I write seems terrible to me. It just doesn't 'sound' right in my head. I'm frustrated about making so little progress.

I know that it makes sense that I can churn out work in my profession. I'm trained for my job. Give me a deadline -- no matter how impossible -- and I can have the building drawn and finished on time. Fanfic, though, lasts FOREVER. (And right now, my verbal skills suck. I know it.)

Oh well.

On other subjects, I didn't realize that Lost was going to be a rerun tonight. When I finally made it home, I was looking forward to something new, only to see that they were re-playing the pilot.

Project Runway was new with its reunion show and (unsurprisingly) Santino is still a dick. Also, Guadalupe must have been high or something because the girl made no sense whatsoever.

Date: 2006-02-23 06:41 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] sourisvho.livejournal.com
Word about Guadalupe. Girl was high as a kite. Talk about making no sense whatsoever. It was like she was stringing words together that really didn't go together.

Date: 2006-02-23 07:55 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] mlgm.livejournal.com
The more I see of Project Runway, the more I realise I absolutely love Tim Gunn.

I need someone in my live to look over my shoulder and say how concerned he is about how the project is going when I screwing up; or to tell me to make it work when I'm dwaddling. And to do in that tone of voice, and with that look on their face.

Date: 2006-02-24 11:23 pm (UTC)
rahirah: (Default)
From: [personal profile] rahirah
Well, sling it to us and maybe we can give you some more objective feedback--that's what we're for!

(And it's not like the rest of us are writing like a house afire either...)

Date: 2006-03-03 04:52 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] shipperx.livejournal.com
The woman was so high I'm surprised she didn't float out of the place.

Date: 2006-03-03 04:53 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] shipperx.livejournal.com
Tim Gunn always rocks... impeccably.

Date: 2006-03-03 04:53 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] shipperx.livejournal.com
Don't worry. It's coming your way... eventually.

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