04/25/2004 Entry: "You're Gonna Make It After All."

If the fourth of four flash files I'm modifying won't open at 11:30pm on a Sunday, I will assume that's a sign that I shouldn't be working on it any more today anyway. I think the ads are as ready as they're going to be; I'm feeling good about them, even if I'm sick of looking at them.

I've been in motion of one kind or another all weekend; making clean clothes on Friday; making ads, making myself delightfully sweaty [aerobics in 80 degree weather (80? in April!?) will do that to ya] and making myself at home in my silky PJs and getting nicely lit at MJ's birthday party on Saturday; making ads and vacation plans and sweet, sweet love and food for a barbecue (where I got nicely lit again) and just for fun some more ads today. (Did I mention that I've been busy working on some ads?)

But despite all this activity, the house is still a mess, I still have things on my to-do list, and I should probably climb into bed before my eyes rebel and fall out of their sockets. But really I want to take this little bit of time I have and go fight dark elves on the Playstation. And if I don't want to go to bed yet, you can't make me.

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My boyfriend leaving for Maine for 5 days allowed me to completely clean the House of Love.

Then again, it helped that it rained 4 out of the 5 of those days and I had nothing I could do but clean the house.

Posted by Nala @ 04/27/2004 11:59 AM PST