So, finally tracked down links and finished noms. Feel productive. Even more so now that I can get to sorting and finish documenting. And sleep. God, sleep. *remembers sleep fondly*

So, twenty three hour warning--the nomination period ends at midnight CST today, so anything you want to add, you have until then. Posting of list for Round Two, Group One, By Character, starts as soon as I get the final nomination list up Saturday, which should be very soon after midnight. Celli should have fun watching this one. *g*

In other news....

Broke and got on Amazon.com. Dearest God, that place is addictive. Went in to look, left lighter in the bank accounts. I'd feel mroe guilty if I'd bought uberexpensive stuff for me, but even lots of little things add up. Dear God ,do they add up.

But I look forward to seeing Child's face when he gets a package delivered JUSt to him. *grins*

It's cool abotu Child. He has an amazing imagination. He doesnt' play catch--it's vampires or tornados are chasing him. A bouncy castle is a melting volcano he has to escape. Digging holes are ways to get to that place right below China called dinosaur world, where all the dinosaurs went.

Interesting convo between Child and me regarding real and not-real.

"Dinosaurs aren't real, Mommy."

"Where did you get that idea?"

"They aren't here. Dragons are real."

*jenn looks at child's earnest face.

"Where have you seen a dragon?"

"When I'm sleeping."

*jenn thinks*

"Okay, so--dinosaurs aren't real because they aren't here right now. But dragons are because you dream about them?"

"Yes."

I'm an adult, incapable of this kind of brilliant logic. But damned if it doesn't entertain me for hours.

( child thoughts )

Sleeping late tomorrow...God yes. Mmm.

Updated and corrected the rules for the_treasury. I shouldn't be this tense about it. *g* But seriously, I am. Jangling nerves and all.

Probably doesnt' help I cheated on Juan the Translator Guy with Tom the Translator Guy. Whilst waiting for Client to finish filling out change sheet, we discussed our weekend plans. Mine involve going to a baby shower. Yes, I am the party girl from hell. I'm not sure Tom the Translator Guy wasn't laughing his ass off when we got off the phone after a passionate goodbye and promises to call again.

Okay, this is kind of disturbing, as the passionate part didnt' happen, though I did say I'd call again. *g* Dramatizing my telephone life with a translation firm? One, I might add, that isn't even located in Texas?

*amazed*

A caseworker quit today, which is sad. Another coworker had an allergic reaction to something. There weren't many clients, so I played with the copy machine and the shredder. Which is, you know, immature, but kind of better than how I entertained myself earlier this week, which is making small balls of paper and throwing them unexpectedly at people as I passed their offices. But only when I knew they would'nt catch me.

Yep, I know, I'm so wild and crazy. Just stacking up the vendettas. This could be what burnout feels like. Or just simple exhaustion. I have to get a day to sleep late. Seriously, it's now become a matter of some urgency--I just don't get TIRED before midnight anymore and I haven't been able to shift. Which is, you know, okay for a bit, but seriously, SLEEP already.

Besides sleep-deprivation paranoia (yes, cjandre, the rabbits are after me) and my oh so exciting phone social life, I did have a fun experience shopping the other day. As I got to price chenille yarn (think that is spelled right) and realized that while I like a lot of people enough to make them afghans, until someone offers me some kind of organ in exchange, they're going to have to stick to plain yarn. EIGHT DOLLARS A SKEIN????? TEN SKEINS TO MAKE ANYTHING? ARE YOU KIDDING ME?

But dammit, the pattern is pretty, and the gloss--*grits teeth*. I do not need a separate savings account specifically to save up for yarn. That will only highlight how truly bizarre my life has become.

Finally unloaded a couple of baby blankets I made up last year and put away. Must start and finish one for cousin, soon. Also one for emergency babies. And well, baby blankets are fun and mindless work and so pretty.

Mulling dyeing rest of hair electric red. Screw conformity and good taste. I want to have strawberry colored hair, literally. But then again, I really wanted a pony as a child and that fell through. I could be compensating.

A few recs I missed, due to stupidity.

Recs

The Telling of All This by tiffany rawlins. I read it on a link from LJ earlier this week and went, huh. THAT is different. And you will too. Extremely interesting conflict. And a Clark that's making me curious.

Wonderland by Rhiannonhero. Mmm. Pretty Clexy porn. With tiny bits of h/c in there like sprinkles. Mmmm. Yes.

Five Lies Your Mother Never Told You by tstar78 She blows my mind. Five GOOD AUs, all skewed and strange and maybe sweet and kind of creepy. I'm good for three and four especially. *hugs Caro* Amazing, hon.

Disturbers of the Peace by calico. Whoa DOGGIES. Non-verbal. Sexy, yes, hot, yes, but location and motivation just kill me dead. Delicious. I wnat to keep her forever and ever somewhere safe, where she will write MORE like this in SV. *grins and sighs*

Coffee. And sugar. And a snowcone. I really have no idea why on the last, but still. Mmm. Snowcone.

Could someone remind me why in teh name of God I love my job? *grins* Actually, my boss did today.

It's been very busy since I was hired, as we are changing computer systems and well, it's a massive big deal here. Think the apocalypse and Christmas wrapped up in a massive big, world-changing, earth-shattering, pen-breaking sort of deal for us--the new system has been the Be All and End All of Thought since the first designs were tentatively approved three years ago. And so, there hasn't been much time to do stuff. And I was one fo the first new hires in a batch and had been sort of shuffled into my job since the person I was replacing was leaving three days later, and--I suppose I have to consider it a compliment. I think they forgot I was a new hire. I was expected to know how to handle the front desk by the end of the first week--by Friday of the next week, it was so habit that I don't think anyone really remembered I hadn't worked there for a while.

So my boss calls me into her office to explain procedure for when my probationary six month period is over and shows me the evauluation sheet they'll use. I hadn't--I really didn't think anyone was paying attention to me all that much, since important things were going on and we've been in countdown to the rollout of the new system, but she mentioned several times I was exceeding expectations in several categories of evaluation.

*blinks* How did that happen?

So I'm exhausted and not hungry and really, really want to sleep for about two weeks straight, and seriously, I'd kill to shoot up some espresso straight into the vein, but. That was just good to know. I don't know everything there is to know yet, and I'm still learning stuff every day that I had no idea existed before, but it's a huge compliment, I think, that no one really knew I *didn't* know it. It assumes a competence I can't claim yet, which--good for the ego.

Sleep? Who the hell needs sleep when your BOSS thinks you're doing a great job?

She also very seriously asked me if anyone had been in any way harassing (?????) and firmly explained that if anything happened at any time, I was to tell her immediately. I have no idea where that came from, but hey.

Part II: Red K

blackfall and I had this argument a few weeks ago. I was lost in appreciation for pretty RedClark, and blackfall said she was bored with him.

This discussion has been going on everywhere, and as I am no less prone to annouce my opinion from on high (kitchen chair, even!), lalala, but blackfall's making me rethink it a little more. So I can sound less insane and anti-Clark, as I have Given Up the Ways of Hating Characters.

No, really! I have! I HAVE!

Anyway.

I was too tired last night to actually explain what the awards are, and I feel kind of weird about dropping it on fandom and then not, well, explaining what we're doing. *grins* My own fault. I made the timeline, and I hate to be late for anything.

( awards, feedback, explanations )