I bought a nifty little piece of software today: Write or Die. Because I am a master procrastinator. (As opposed to master baiter. Although I'm pretty damn good at that too, IMHO.)
It's only $10.00 ($10.59 for me, coz I'm Aussie, wow I am loving the exchange rate atm!).
It works.
I thoroughly recommend it for anyone who is struggling with procrastination with their writing.
I am feeling all accomplished now, because I've now nearly finished the next chapter on my latest DA multiparter.
Ugh. God. Am sick again. Also on night shifts. Didn't go to work last night, may not go tonight either.
I am so incredibly over being sick. My immune system is totally fucked. I feel like I should be in a bubble.
Or better yet, a quarian envirosuit. Only without looking hot.
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How can you Not Look HOT???
Oh trust me it's entirely possible LOL!!!
I think this is one of the saddest things I've ever read.
One of my femSheps, Jinian, who romanced Thane, just went back and re-read the Shadow Broker's dossier on him, and found his letter to her.
Siha,
I write this with a heavy hand, knowing you will read this letter when I am no longer able to share my thoughts. I am dying, Siha. Perhaps because of the differences between our species, I can hope that time will treat you with kindness and dim the hurt of my passing to faded recollections that a drell would forever remember with perfect clarity.
Selfishly, however, I could not leave this world without leaving a piece of me behind that would never fade.
I once accepted my fate. Nothing remained but a shell destined to die. I only had to choose the when and how of my passing. I had refused to be confined to a bed, gasping horribly as my life beeped away to machinery I had no use for. I thought of my Irikah, broken, bloodied, and betrayed by my absence. Of Kolyat, small and afraid, bravely pushing at his eyes to stem the flow of tears I had entrusted him to cry... for both our sakes.
The expectation to move swiftly to my end vanished upon uniting with your cause. You awoke me, Shepard. My heart quickened its sluggish beat if only to remain at your side and protect you with everything that I am. I was content to simply watch, take the time left given and praise all I know for allowing me to walk my final days with hope and certainty that I am worthy of more than my cold isolation, solely because you believed.
I love you. If all else whispers back into the tide, know this for fact. By grace given me by the Goddess Arashu, I bid her divine protection to you, my warrior-angel, my Siha, to succeed in your destiny. To light your path through the coming darkness. To give you hope, when all seems lost.
I will await you across the sea.
Thane
So sad. So jealous of my characters' abilities to have meaningful relationships. Even if they are doomed. I wish I was a Siha to someone :(
So today was a fairly embarrassing day for me.
As you (may) know, I'm working full 24 hour shift work for the first time ever, and I am not responding at all well to it. Currently I am on early shifts, so I need to be up by 4am to get to work on time. So I have my alarm on my phone set to wake me up, and have it on the bedside table.
Anyhoo, today I wake up and it's light. And I think, "what the fuck???" Then I look at my clock and it's not 4am or even 5am, it's 8am. EIGHT FRICKING AM!!!! So I go, holy crap, and look at my phone.
I have not only slept through my alarm going off, but 3 phone calls and 2 text messages.
*facepalm*
But wait, it gets better.
Because I work for the police, they take staff security very seriously. So the next thing I know my intercom is buzzing. My BOSS is outside my door, wanting to make sure I am alive.
MY BOSS SAW MY IN MY NIGHT ATTIRE!!!!
My old, daggy, comfy sleep shirt that's too short for my pudgy thighs and has embarrassing pictures of cartoon owls kissing and love hearts and stuff on the front.
Oh, the shame.
Anyway. I get ready and he drives me to work.
Only to endure the catcalls of humiliation from THE ENTIRE FLOOR WHO ALL KNEW ABOUT MY EMBARRASSMENT!
Sigh.
For the rest of the day I was enduring people coming up and cracking jokes about narcoleptics and scaring the crap out of me to make sure I was awake.
I suppose it could be worse, I'm told the next step after the boss attempting to make sure I am still alive is to have a crew sent out to knock down the front door.
Yeah. HAWT.
In other news, my permanent appointment got confirmed today, so I am officially a public servant (again). Also, there are positions going for team leaders at level 5, and I was encouraged to apply. Despite my sleep issues.
...technically I am writing my application out now, but I got distracted by DA and ME kink memes, which are alluring and tempting and tantalising and much more interesting than application writing...
So yes. Ups and downs, today. *shakes head*
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awwww... poor Draky...
Personally, I think you should thank your nightshirt for your permanent appointment. Nothing says professional like kissy owls and floaty hearts. ;)
LMAO... that's a scary thought...
At least it was in a flattering colour *shrugs* LOL!
@least you dont sleep in the nude like some of us, now that would have been an intresting day @ work...
That's because I don't want to add murder to my list of crimes, lol...
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captainglobehead
14:30 Oct 27 2010
Holy cow! That is some hard-core writing software. I'm not sure I'd be up to the challenge.
Drakontion
16:21 Oct 27 2010
It's daunting but it sure gets you writing! If only to stop the noise and red, lol.
As to quality, I'll need to check over that at some point, heh.
Iamthedevil
08:52 Nov 01 2010
Hey!!! I bait all the time!!! Where do you officially get the title??? Requirementz??? What do you use for bait??? Hahaha..
Drakontion
14:19 Nov 01 2010
LOL I bait a fair bit too... no title so far as I know though :P