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It's amazing what the idea of a week off will do for your creative juices...
*chibi runs around the room cheering* I'm free of the job-from-hell for the next 9 days! *sobs with relief* Thank you! Thank you!
It's a funny thing that I've noticed about myself, but when I am at my most stressed and unhappy, I find myself utterly unable to write or create. It's not a condition I enjoy. For the past several months now, I've noticed a dry spell. I've tried more than once to break it and more than once, I've failed. Why? My job, pure and simple. I've been utterly miserable there. I don't like most of the people I work with, I'm stressed all the time, I'm not learning half the things I should be, and my boss believes in the "spare the rod spoil the new graduate" method of teaching. Needless to say, I've been somewhat less than flourishing.
I am more than happy to announce that in 2 weeks time, I will be leaving said job. Also, for the next week, I'll be in Las Vegas, Nevada with my good friend from vet school, attending the Western Veterinary Conference. ((Thunder From Down Under, here we come! *cheers* What? Chibis are allowed to have hormones... aren't they?)) I am very excited, very relieved and so very badly in need of this de-stresser. *nodnodnod* And once it really sank in that I was not going to be at work for a whole week and that one week past that I was never going to work there again... an amazing thing happened.
I felt the desire to write.
((*chibi idly wonders if the shiny new desktop had anything to do with it...* *shrugs* Nah.))
It's not much and boy is it weird, but it's writing. And it's mine.
Let us all rejoice. ^_^
( {Prince of Tennis} In which Kabaji thinks long and hard on his friendship with one Atobe Keigo and how it began -- yes it's only a friendship, dam-nit! )
Eiji: *clinging to Oishi* Well... at least she didn't go after us, this time, ne?
Oishi: *clinging to Eiji just as tightly* But... she's going to spend all day tomorrow on planes and in airports with her laptop and an itch to write.
Eiji: *wails* No!!
Atobe: *flips his hair* Ore-sama certainly doesn't see what all the fuss is about. That was almost disgustingly mild. Aren't I worth more? *turns to the fic author* And, by the way, Ore-sama does not appreciate being -- what were your words? -- ah yes. "Repelled directly into the dirt." Please try to avoid such actions in the future.
Eiji: *boggles* You... you may not want to taunt the fic author that way... She... she's a bit scary when riled.
Nuriko: *snorts* Boys... You ain't seen nothing yet. Just wait until she hits her stride, again. *leers* I foresee much angst in your futures...
Tasuki: *sighs* And much lack of sex in ours. When on Earth is she going to get around to that, anyway?
Nuriko: *heavier sigh* Maybe the "Thunder From Down Under" show will inspire her...
Tasuki: *slumps* We can only hope...
R-chan: *blushes hotly* *slinks away*
*chibi runs around the room cheering* I'm free of the job-from-hell for the next 9 days! *sobs with relief* Thank you! Thank you!
It's a funny thing that I've noticed about myself, but when I am at my most stressed and unhappy, I find myself utterly unable to write or create. It's not a condition I enjoy. For the past several months now, I've noticed a dry spell. I've tried more than once to break it and more than once, I've failed. Why? My job, pure and simple. I've been utterly miserable there. I don't like most of the people I work with, I'm stressed all the time, I'm not learning half the things I should be, and my boss believes in the "spare the rod spoil the new graduate" method of teaching. Needless to say, I've been somewhat less than flourishing.
I am more than happy to announce that in 2 weeks time, I will be leaving said job. Also, for the next week, I'll be in Las Vegas, Nevada with my good friend from vet school, attending the Western Veterinary Conference. ((Thunder From Down Under, here we come! *cheers* What? Chibis are allowed to have hormones... aren't they?)) I am very excited, very relieved and so very badly in need of this de-stresser. *nodnodnod* And once it really sank in that I was not going to be at work for a whole week and that one week past that I was never going to work there again... an amazing thing happened.
I felt the desire to write.
((*chibi idly wonders if the shiny new desktop had anything to do with it...* *shrugs* Nah.))
It's not much and boy is it weird, but it's writing. And it's mine.
Let us all rejoice. ^_^
( {Prince of Tennis} In which Kabaji thinks long and hard on his friendship with one Atobe Keigo and how it began -- yes it's only a friendship, dam-nit! )
Eiji: *clinging to Oishi* Well... at least she didn't go after us, this time, ne?
Oishi: *clinging to Eiji just as tightly* But... she's going to spend all day tomorrow on planes and in airports with her laptop and an itch to write.
Eiji: *wails* No!!
Atobe: *flips his hair* Ore-sama certainly doesn't see what all the fuss is about. That was almost disgustingly mild. Aren't I worth more? *turns to the fic author* And, by the way, Ore-sama does not appreciate being -- what were your words? -- ah yes. "Repelled directly into the dirt." Please try to avoid such actions in the future.
Eiji: *boggles* You... you may not want to taunt the fic author that way... She... she's a bit scary when riled.
Nuriko: *snorts* Boys... You ain't seen nothing yet. Just wait until she hits her stride, again. *leers* I foresee much angst in your futures...
Tasuki: *sighs* And much lack of sex in ours. When on Earth is she going to get around to that, anyway?
Nuriko: *heavier sigh* Maybe the "Thunder From Down Under" show will inspire her...
Tasuki: *slumps* We can only hope...
R-chan: *blushes hotly* *slinks away*
