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1. I am more proud of this study than I have any right to be. There's further plans. This (and, okay, also this post) is only the start. There is a theme. A mystery, if you will. There isn't a five-year plan, because this isn't for syndication or anything like that, and face it, I'm not that organized.

I did figure out a little bit about tumblr's interface while doing it (mainly, I had to get into the html editor and be horrified by all of the div tags). And I should probably work on getting things a little more visually appealing. Not that they need to be, but remembering to add the generic tags quickly and in the right order, adding a gif or interesting visual outside of the cut. I'm still figuring out how to make my work seem appealing in a visual-heavy area, and I think it's showing.

Not that this is an important life skill or anything, but if I'm doing something, I want to do it right.

2. I've managed to write about 4,000 words this month. Which is not a lot, by any stretch of the imagination, but a lot more than I'd managed in months previous. And not only that, but the things I've managed to write are things I can imagine writing more of, and I'm working on different types of voice comfortably. We'll see how this goes.

3. GISHWHES starts tonight. I was trying really hard to convince someone else to sign up, and that just meant that I signed up instead. Uh. Whoops? I'm excited about my team this year, though! They already figured out the spreadsheet!

4. I've been fluctuating a lot between DO ALL THE THINGS and being happy and productive, and laying down and feeling like I never accomplish anything, and being surly and frustrated. Part of this is because I'm on the job market again, only unlike last time, I don't have a huge nest egg saved up because weddings. I'm sure I'll get through it fine, but until then.

5. My mother apparently had a gang member throw a gun into her back yard? It was a gun that someone was shooting off into the sky, not at someone, during a funeral procession, but still. The idiots were apparently just shooting it off right in front of a cop, who called it in, and they bolted into my mother's next door neighbor's back yard. My mother's next door neighbor is a retired police lieutenant, so he just chilled while the beat cops got the guy out of his bushes and grabbed a ladder so they could confiscate the evidence off his roof. I don't know for sure, but I wouldn't be surprised if an invitation to a barbeque followed.

I long for the days when gang members were at least slightly less idiotic and more professional than they are now.
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