LJ: I am an addict.

[icarus]

I missed my morning classes today.

The all-day tutor training this weekend found me falling asleep in my chair. At one point I answered something and discovered I'd drifted off halfway through the question. So I gave an answer that was the exact opposite of what I meant and... oh god, it was embarrassing.

I wish they'd told me it was a two-weekend training. Shit. I can't make it through another day of their telling me how disorienting it is being in a foreign country. Lived in India, Germany, yes, yes, I know. Tutored Tibetan refugees for two years, trust me, I know.

In the future I am just going to have one person do website design. That person can delegate as they see fit, and I'll just give the final nod. If someone goes off on a tear and decides to start doing the first person's job, they can work it out with their boss. I don't want to be in the middle.

I stayed up all night compiling Percy Ficathon lists for the website. I still need everyone's email for the feedback forms, not everyone used the weasleyworship template for the headers. I want to make the new deadline the 15th, and that looks like what it's gonna be. But I'm worried about the 10 or so people who haven't responded. Are they going to write anything?

I should not have gotten on chat with the Dungeons authors, I knew my resolve to be off by 9pm would crumble. But I was so tired and it was fun, I tell you, fun!

I'm taking four classes, tutoring, working on the Ficathon, coordinating the website, writing original fiction, wringing my hands over my waaaaay-behind fanfiction, tutoring ESL and waaaaay-behind on my research paper. I still have to write my Faulkner paper, finish the final edit on my magazine orig fanfic, write the sex scene for Keego Harbor, turn in my paperwork and proposal for the Service Learning, turn in my proposal for my research paper, do make up work.

wildernessguru is feeling neglected and depressed. I put him on with the Dungeons authors and he had a blast with 'the girls.' I tried to spend some quality time with him, snuggled up last night because he went in the bedroom at 8pm and just... lay there. I caught a little tear. I don't know what to do. There's so little of me left right now. I can't make him happy. I read what's going on in wikdsushi's journal and I want to... do something. And can't.

And I missed my morning classes today. I'm too wrung out and limp to care about my classes at the moment.

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[icarusancalion.livejournal.com]

I'm sending you a virtual footrub right now. *hugs* Because everyone can use a virtual footrub on a Monday morning. :)

Weirdly, that actually worked.

You know, if there's anything I can do to help in any way possible, please tell me. I'd be more than willing.

I've been meaning to follow-up. I spoke with singtoangels and she needs... *flips through notes*... oh hell, I'll send you her email.

I'm going to post a request for someone to consolidate the timelines in the Dungeons Author forum. Just haven't got to asking for specific help yet (you know, delegating responsibly takes time :D). I volunteered (well, was volunteered ;) while I was still on vacation and drifting into my first week of school, clueless as to what I'd gotten myself into, before the website appeared on the horizon, before the request for original fic popped up, before I learned Service Learning (ie, the tutoring) was part of my Asian History class.. *throws up hands*. It's all opportunities. When it rains, it pours.

And we had a blast with him. :) His and Veni's conversation was delightful. (And yes, tell him we do still want pics. *grin*) He needs to chat with us more often. We love the Guru.

Er. On those pics. Unless he plans to email them and have someone else put them up at www.photobucket.com, he's gonna need to wait until I have time to do this. He's doing great on the computer for a man who's never set foot in an office and spent his worklife flying in helicopters over raging forest-fires, but.. he has not yet figured out how to reply to LJ comments emailed to him. Yesterday he forwarded them to me to 'handle' for him. AAAAAAAAUuuuuuugh!

He loves chat, and his typing's vastly improved. He asks, "why do they like me?"

Icarus

[femmequixotic]

Weirdly, that actually worked.

Damn. I'm good. (Just ask cursive. *grin*)

I've been meaning to follow-up. I spoke with singtoangels and she needs... *flips through notes*... oh hell, I'll send you her email.

Cool. I'll keep an eye out for it.

I'm going to post a request for someone to consolidate the timelines in the Dungeons Author forum.

I can do it if you want. Idiot!Boss is out of the office this week, so I've got a bit of spare time.

It's all opportunities. When it rains, it pours.

Isn't that the truth? And you've got to do some triage here, hon. So, yeah...I'd be more than willing to pull it together if you'd like.

Er. On those pics. Unless he plans to email them and have someone else put them up at www.photobucket.com, he's gonna need to wait until I have time to do this.

Well, he can always email them to one of us. Was it Veni who mentioned photobucket? I can put 'em up in my website directory too, if he wants, and people can snag them from there. I've got all kinds of crap stuck up there. *grin*

He's doing great on the computer for a man who's never set foot in an office and spent his worklife flying in helicopters over raging forest-fires, but.. he has not yet figured out how to reply to LJ comments emailed to him. Yesterday he forwarded them to me to 'handle' for him. AAAAAAAAUuuuuuugh!

*laughs* Those little bastards do get a bit perplexing at times...

He loves chat, and his typing's vastly improved. He asks, "why do they like me?"

Because he's cute and charming and funny and smart and really, really interesting to talk to.

To begin with. *grin*