I'm taking a cue from
Ye Olde Magick Speaking Beardface and just putting down some words about life in general at this point. I only have one real creative work in progress at the moment, which is more than enough considering everything that's going on.
"Who're you calling a program, program?"*
Right, first things first. The day job is keeping the roof over our heads (until we move to a new one in a couple months) and food in the pantry. I'm moving positions, shifting away from phone-answering bug-squishing troubleshooting to code-chomping cart-rolling Flash-AAHHHH-"savior of the universe"ing programming. It's not a promotion, mind you, more of a lateral, semi-upwards shift in responsibilities and protocol. Still, it's in improvement. I have a few things to square away in my current workload before the move is official, but it's forward motion. By focusing on PHP, SQL and my already pretty extensive Flash skills, and leaving the ever-shifting environments of up-front client relations behind, I think I'll not only become far more valuable to the company, but also start enjoying work a bit more overall.
The Project Marches On
I'm trying to crack open the manuscript for the Project and drop a few words in every day. Sometimes it's more than a thousand, or even two or three. Others I'm lucky to get a couple dozen in there. But any motion is forward motion, and I'm trying to keep my spirits up. I know where I'm going with this plot, and I'm aware that some places might be a bit slower than others. If my setting had ninjas, I'd have them attack any time I was in doubt about what to have happen next. Ninjas are always cool.
"Did we just threaten someone with zombie rape?"
Tonight's another session of the awesome Iron Kingdoms game being run by
my wife. Our team (myself,
David Hill and his lovely wife
Filamena) have sort of become a steampunk version of
Burn Notice. Dave's noble never kills unless he has to, Mena's gun mage is on the lookout for the next opportunity, and my rifleman sees violence as a direct solution to most enemy encounters. ...Which pretty much makes me the Fiona.
Property of BioWare
I'm playing through
Mass Effect again. Call me boring or easy to please if you like, but I have achievements to get, a whole other gender to experience (since Shepard can be either male or female) and situations to set up for future games. Once I get where I want in the first game, I'll be playing
the second again. And I also have things I want to do with
Dragon Age, as well. Again, this probably points to me being dull, but in retrospect I feel this is a better way to spend my time than playing
Star Trek Online for the time being. That and BioWare isn't charging me $15 a month just to play their games.
And then there's this stuff.
Taxes, bills, finding a new apartment that doesn't suck, getting cats to a vet sometime in the near future... being a grown up sure is fun, isn't it?
*If you know this reference you officially rock my socks.
Blue Ink Alchemy
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