Kurt Hummel's so bright I gotta wear shades

Work has just gotten fantastically insane. Fantastically because I'm a freelancer and the more work I get, the more money I get to roll around in. The downside of this is that I have less time to pick juneberries, revise my monster fic, respond to LiveJournal comments and read other people's fic. So I may disappear for a while. Sigh.

So I hardly ever talk about RL here except in the vaguest of terms, when it somehow relates to the plot of Glee or is interfering with my fic writing. But I just thought I would let people who have commented lately know that the reason I haven't responded isn't personal – I've had work and family commitments up the wazoo for the past two weeks, and have been sick as a dog (um, why is the phrase "sick as a dog," anyway?) for the past few days, so I've been spending what little free time in sheer escapism -– reading fluff fics and scribbling down responses to prompts, for the most part. I love getting into long discussions with folks after my meta posts; somehow, though, last week's comments were so damn thoughtful that I can't think of ways to respond that are less than five paragraphs long, and I don't have the energy for that right now – partly because of the word count, but partly because of the feelings.

Like, I have this idea for an episode reaction for Prom-asaurus, but it would be sad and weepy and I just can't go into those feelings right now when I'm nauseated and headachey and exhausted and trying to meet deadlines for work. And that's kind of how I am with talking about last week's episode, too, even though I loved it.

This may make it sound like I'm having a really hard time; I'm not. It's just harder than usual. But I'm a sickly person in general, and used to being out for the count frequently, and have adjusted to and accepted it for the most part (while trying to keep myself as healthy as possible, of course), and have a pretty high tolerance for pain and discomfort. So all that is actually okay. I'm just exhausted, you know? But I have hope that I'll be back to my normal, meta-ing self soon.

I have this New Year's tradition of cleaning my abode. But I don't feel like it this year. All I want to do is sit around and write.

Of course, I only got home from visiting the family of origin last night, which means my cats are needy, the laundry needs to be done, and I desperately need groceries, because all I will be eating until I do is oatmeal, popcorn and canned peas. Okay, I might round it out with dried apples and Christmas cookies and peanut butter cups.

I didn't get much writing done over the holidays, what with how loud and interactive my family is, but I did manage a few thousand words about David Karofsky because he has taken over my brain. Hope I don't lose all my friends when I finally post it. :)

I was listening to CBC today and they were talking about the elections in Russia and my first thought was, "Oh, duh, that's why I was having such trouble with LiveJournal last week."

If you don't know what I'm talking about, Google "LiveJournal" "Russia" "elections" and "DDOS attack."

Not sure why. Maybe I need to write some more smutty fluff so I can roll around in the comments and feel cheerful again.

Will have to decide whether I want to watch Glee tonight or wait until later. I kind of want to wallow in 3.05 some and maybe write a bit more about it - not sure if watching 3.06 would kill that drive.