Yesterday, at work, I couldn’t fix anything. Was feeling pretty useless when the day got done. My mind had broken down to the point that I was following the flowchart they provided us in training. At least when my mind broke down, the customer still got serviced well.

I got home and had a nice dinner and started laundry. Almost immediately after dinner, my father and I got into our first large altercation since I’ve moved back home. It went like this. My brand new, less than two month-old car, is leaking oil. Not profusely, but enough to make both myself and Dad worried. I know how long a car can go leaking, but of course, Dad doesn’t trust that because I have a history of letting things go until the last minute.

He yells at me that I’m not taking enough initiative and that I should have had the car in at the Rochester dealership by now.

Uhm. I found out about the leak three days ago. I work. With the commute, 12 hour days. The dealership is closed when I leave and closed when I get back.

I wasn’t exactly eloquent in trying to get this across. So, he leaves to hang out in the den and Mom defends Dad, and I defend myself. We start going in circles, so dad YELLS from the den at the top of his lungs, storms back in, and chews me out for a bit.

Here’s an interesting bit. This is the first time in my life that this confrontation hasn’t produced an immediate submission response. I stared him in the eyes, let his words make me cold inside, and let him finish ranting. He left, and I waited around until it was clear that I wasn’t going to check/add the oil as an immediate response to his ranting, then checked it.

A quart low after 1800 miles since the last oil change.

Less than two months old.

The argument and the leaking made me very, very angry. So, as per usual, I was quiet.

I got my laundry taken care of, for the most part.

Afterward, for cool-down and relaxation, I went here:

I’m pretty much at my limit as far as people to review the book as I’m writing it. If you haven’t received the rewrite of Chapter 5, and don’t get an email from me in the next couple of days about it, and think you SHOULD be getting it, drop me an email.

, I expect a (partial) book report tonight, young lady. :)

Chapter outlines are finished. For the whole novel. Up to and including the afterword.

Holy crap.

21 chapters, plus prelude and afterword.

Holy crap.

I clearly have no excuse to not start on the meat of Chapter 6 immediately.

I left the Weavers’ at 6:38 AM. I arrived at Comcast at 7:12 AM. Holy crap was that nice.

It’s not what you think. The Wyrm lives at the Weavers’.

I just realized that I left my trench coat there. I’ll have to call them on my lunch break.

I had extremely real and engaging dreams last night. I can’t remember any of them. Extremely frustrating.

I can’t wait for my break, so I can call and hear her voice.

Chapter 17. The beginning of California and the giant robots part of my novel. Yes, it’s going to be wonderfully cheezy and possibly even infantile. You’ll love it.

This is, very possibly, the most important part of the book. I’ve only written up to Chapter 5, so I’m stalling on the outline of this section. It’s the part of the book that I am going to have the most fun with, I think. Perhaps I’m just hesitant about committing this huge part of my imagination (heavily tainted by many giant robot cartoons) to even a modicum of stasis.

Or perhaps I just need to get my damn boots on and get this shit done.

I got plenty of sleep last night, but the commute just makes it impossible to stay awake. The only solution I’ve found so far is Tenacious D. Even with Jack Black and Kyle keeping me company, it’s difficult.

What I really need to do is go through my box of CD’s in the garage and pull out 5 or so good, loud, angry ones.

I should know better than to post that I’m going to work on something when I get home, because I never ever do. So, I still have some chapter outlines to work on. No biggie. I just don’t feel rushed about anything, which is nice.

I’ve paid off my traffic ticket. No worrying for you, . :) Now to find the outgoing mail in this blasted call center. Heheheheh.

Schedule difficulties are fixed. I get to remain on my current schedule until my 90 days are in. Excellent.

I’m up to Chapter 13… in Chapter Outlines. Heh. Don’t get too excited, people. :)

I think I’m going to finish the outlines tonight, at least. Maybe even get some work done on Chapter 6.

One can hope.

Busy, busy, busy. Major press release for Comacast today, and that means that everybody’s calling in. Not only that, but I think some of the upgrades in bandwidth didn’t quite propogate across the network properly. No biggie, I just get to talk to more people while I’m drinking my get-rid-of-the-head-cold tea.

I’ve got a couple more chapter outlines done, and I’m honestly getting excited about how overarcing storyline is working out. Yay! Wednesday nights at Luna always inspire me wonderfully.

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