You should not feel so alone

[desperance]

So the Days of Chaz are over, and we have nothing to look forward to until the Half-Days of Chaz (which you will recall encompass July 1st through 4th, being the anniversary of my first sale through to the six-monthiversary of my birth). I suppose we could initiate the Quarter-Days of Chaz, April and October, but it might be too much trouble.

This morning should've been Back to Work Day, as Januarys-the-5th traditionally are, but our router expired gracelessly just as I was posting my awards eligibility to Scalzi's open call for same, so I zoomed off to Fry's instead and bought a new one. For the third time in three years: either they don't make 'em like they used to or we're doing something wrong. Is it possible to overwork a router? *shrug*

Last night's rabbit was not bad at all, and the entertainment better - Katherine and Dave came round, and we drank wine and talked Kaggle and watched an old and a new favourite movie: Oh Brother Where Art Thou? and Chef, respectively.

But now it's all grim and drear reality as far as I can see ahead - books to write, books to edit, stories to write, meals to cook, The Blacklist to enjoy, oh how terrible my life is, woe is me.