lapis_lazuli022: (qow - purrr)
Having really good exciting news is the BEST.

Having really good exciting news and not being sure if you're allowed to talk about it yet is slightly less than the best. Still, really good plus a little anxiety is still really good.

The hardest thing about working in publishing is the waiting. Either I've got to sit on my own good news and keep it secret, or I've got to sit on someone else's good news, or I've got to send something off to someone and sit on my hands for a few months in hopes that I'll get good news that I can sit on my hands and not tell anyone about.

I have finished my edits on something really cool, and I've sent it off so that the author can answer all my nitpicky queries about it. I've asked when I'll be able to talk about it and I haven't been answered. Since I still can't quite believe that it's real, I think I'll wait till I get the paycheck.

And I've just learned that something else I worked on is going to be reviewed somewhere cool. I'll be able to talk about that one at the end of March when the review goes live.

March is going to be interesting. I'm traveling 17 days out of the month, on three different trips, and none of that travel is for work. All of it is for connecting with people who are important to me. I spend so much of my time focused on building my career -- I'm looking forward to taking a bit of time to celebrate how far I've come and how much potential the future holds...and to putting that same energy into nurturing other parts of me, for a change. That's something I need to do more often.

A year ago, I gave up caffeine in significant measure, but I'm pretty sure there was caffeine in my decaf tonight. There was also adrenaline in my adrenaline. Now my brain is full and won't stop churning, and I can't get myself even remotely tired.

general update

Wednesday, June 10th, 2009 12:26 pm
lapis_lazuli022: (celestial)
Work is moving along in amazing ways. I'm on two fantastic projects right now, and a whole bouquet of opportunities has just bloomed in front of me. I'm juggling things so that I can pick them all. An acting gig and an interview are confirmed, and three books are set for release in the next two months.

[livejournal.com profile] hbergeronx is in the home stretch of his all-consuming project at work, so hopefully things will quiet down for him soon. I may still be working twelve hour days, but that doesn't mean that both of us have to. With him free on the weekends, I suspect I'll be ushered out of the house and away from my desk a lot more, and that'll be good for both of us. I've gotten a little too absorbed with online life, just because I'm in front of the screen for so much of my day. It's a familiar cycle that happens now and then. It's not a terrible thing, but I do get more immersed at times than I should. I'm ready to give the real world my attention for a while.

[livejournal.com profile] nukewolf is coming out in just over a week. We're going to celebrate our third anniversary (!) and hang out and enjoy some much-delayed quality time. One of my good friends and clients will be passing through town while he's here, so there's a chance they may get to meet. Aside from a particular evil plan or two, nothing's set in stone.

I need to start making more time for the gym again. I spent a few weeks coughing and sniffling, and then I was out of town, and then I was busy catching up on work. All of that derailed my routine. I haven't backslid too much, at least, and I plan to go this afternoon and start getting back on track. I've passed a huge milestone and I'm very close to my first big fitness goal. I have no intention of stopping now.

And the cats are asleep, the laundry is finished, and a client is pinging me, so it's time to get back to work for now.

catnaps

Thursday, September 13th, 2007 06:54 pm
lapis_lazuli022: (Default)
[livejournal.com profile] nukewolf is asleep on my couch, with a kitty on his lap. He had a late evening and an early flight, so between all that and the time difference he's earned himself a nap while dinner is being made. I was lusting after his freeware desktop wallpaper randomizer, so he shared it with me. He also tossed in a few of the images I liked from his files. I'm playing around idly with that, now that I've finished making the salad to go with [livejournal.com profile] hbergeronx's ginger chicken and rice. Yum.

I got through Tuesday by alternating between keeping very busy and taking lots of naps. New York City will always be a part of me, but I'm very glad to not be there anymore. My exit interview was one year ago tomorrow. It's hard to believe I've almost been out here a year already. On one hand it feels like I've been here forever. On the other, it feels like just yesterday that I was living in that big drafty house, commuting to the grind every day. Time perception is a strange thing. I've given up trying to make it uniform and understandable, and I accept that it's fluid and that the same moment or event can be perceived many different ways.

It'll be a very nice, mellow weekend. A tour of the Winchester Mystery House and an outing Saturday night are our only firm plans.

qotd?

Friday, August 3rd, 2007 10:05 am
lapis_lazuli022: (fire)
"Polyamory is not pokemon! It's not a contest to see how many people you can collect."
-LL
lapis_lazuli022: (Default)
I made it through steamed chicken and rice for lunch today, so I decided I was ready to come off the jello diet. Dinner tonight was roast beef, rice, and vegetables. Matt made delicious gravy from the roast, and when he offered a bit of the leftover gravy to Truffles (for whom the gravy is the best and only part of the wet cat food worth eating), she turned her nose up at it. "Not enough byproducts?" I suggested. I didn't know what other cause there could be.

But food substitutions aren't only unwelcome in kitty land...

Newman's Own Spelt Pretzels = good. Amazingly good. Just like the real thing, or maybe better.

Newman's Own Wheat free, dairy free Oreos = just the thing to put you off eating, for good.

I said this to Matt, so of course, he had to go and try his own Newman Oreo. I followed him to the kitchen and refilled my glass of milk. "A chaser," I said. "You're gonna need it. Oh, and by the way, you might not want to put it all in your--" He popped one in and started chewing. "--mouth.. at.. once. Um," I murmured, wincing.

Less than a moment later, it hit him. The look on his face started me laughing, and soon he was laughing while trying to swallow the gritty, foul thing. I held out the milk and he took it.

"Need something stronger?" I asked, and he turned to see me holding up the jug of bleach. He laughed harder, but kept himself together and managed to swallow. Damn. ;)

"That is the worst thing I've tasted in a long time..." he started.

"That you didn't make, yourself?" I teased, at the same time that he said, "...that I didn't make, myself." Laughter anew, both of us nearly doubled over in the kitchen, holding onto the counters, him trying to swallow liquid at the same time.

The fact that we still have uncontrollable giggle-fits together after ten years of marriage makes me happier than I can describe.

Be warned, though... For someone who's willingly tried the Bertie Botts' Sardine and Black Pepper flavored jelly beans to make a pronouncement like that, it's serious business.

Kids, don't try these at home.
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Seeing Red...

I re-dyed my hair last night. I'm enamored with this hair dye (the line is "Live" [by Schwarzkopf], and the color is Red Planet). It figures that I finally find the perfect shade of red, and it's not available in the US. I have one more box of it, but you can expect me to start asking around in the next couple of months for some kind soul in the UK who wouldn't mind doing a package exchange.

...and Purple.

Today is NYU's graduation. At 7:30 this morning, there were already purple-robed people milling about on the street. It's going to be a busy day in the neighborhood. Note to self: avoid the crowds, stay in for lunch.

But it's a dry heat!

I'm off to Arizona tomorrow morning, to visit Cowboy_R. I've been following the weather out there for the last few weeks, and though it's been holding steady in the high 90's (F) for a while, this weekend's temperatures are threatening to hit three digits. I'm a little intimidated by that, I admit, but I think I'm mostly just curious to see how well I handle it. I'm not worried about it, though -- if it turns out to be too much for me, we can always postpone our plans to take the walking tour around Tombstone until a cooler season, and spend more time indoors instead.

Must remember to grab my sunglasses from the car tomorrow. Must not break my sunglasses in the airport on the way to Arizona, like I did last time. :)

Expiration Date?

It hardly seems like it's been three years since we bought our car, but in just a couple months we'll be making our last payment, and it'll be well and truly ours. As if to remind us of this, the passenger-side door has decided to refuse to open. Matt will be getting the lock assembly replaced in the next couple of days -- there's a dealership conveniently near his office. For long trips, I've been climbing over the driver's seat, but for shorter hops, I've just been sitting in the back. It's uncomfortable to be so far from him, and to feel chauffered. The novelty and the "Home, James" jokes wore off after a couple of minutes. We're taking an extended car trip next weekend, so I think we're both glad it will be repaired by then.

The toys that make the noise

This morning, various people in my office can't stop playing with:

* a stuffed dog that plays "Lullaby"
* a "My Private Journal - Keep Out" blank book that makes a siren sound when opened
* some other item, unidentified but oinking loudly

Do the rest of you have to deal with this sort of thing too?

The Ring Cycle

I am acutely aware of my piercings today. It's an uncomfortable feeling, but not a painful one. Which is good, because there's not much I can do about it.

tattooine cuisine

Tuesday, July 2nd, 2002 07:43 pm
lapis_lazuli022: (Default)
during dinner tonight:

matt: This is the most disgusting thing I have ever cooked.
me: Then why are you eating it?
matt: I don't know. [pause] Why are YOU eating it?
me: Because you made it?
matt: Dumbass.

;-)

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