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[balsamandash]

I don't have brain to run around replying to comments, but thank you if you've replied to my last couple of posts. I appreciate it and I'll try to stop whining now.

I wasted my weekend again, but taxes are done, and I wrote something I didn't hate and cracked 10k for the year. I need to see if I can get the fic beta'd so I can put it up, but... Betas are hard. So we'll see.

And now I am starting night 1 of 7 straight nights on. This should be.... Something.

Comments

[shipwreck_light]

I just wanted to let you know that you are an amazing person. YOUR TAXES ARE DONE. GO YOU.

WORK CANNOT DEFEAT YOUR MIGHT.

And I am still working on your PnB, forgive me.

Whine if you need to. That is what journals are for.

*SQUISH*

[balsamandash]

Work is sure as hell gonna try, though.

*hugs* Thank you. And don't worry about the PBN, take your time. <333 ... I was gonna ask if I could help some how. I think it defeats the purpose if I do.

[silveradept]

I wouldn't call "my taxes are done" a wasted weekend at all, especially if there was writing on top of that. You did great for a weekend.

[balsamandash]

Taxes turned out to be about ten minutes of putting info a computer program and ten of clicking no to things, so it doesn't feel like it counts? Bah. I don't know. But thank you. <333

[bookblather]

TBH doing your taxes justifies an entire 48 hours of doing nothing. I hope your solid week of work is going well.

[balsamandash]

Taxes turned out to be really easy, though. Shockingly easy. So. It could be worse.

Inventory week at work, on the other hand, is going to take a weekend of doing nothing on my partner's bed to recover. I am getting switched to toys tonight though, supposedly. I'm pretty sure if you try you can feel my relief all the way over there.