Monday, February 4

In Summary

Ribbons of War closed today. Now it's just about returning some cables and sending out some kickstarter incentives and we will be D-O-N-E with this project. DONE.

(N.B: My mom used to have me yell the word "Done!" out loud when I finished a big project for school, starting when I was just a kid. I'd come in and show her my diorama or my big three page paper and she's smile and say, "Say the word." And I'd immediately yell, "DONE!" 
I guess she foresaw the importance finishing things efficiently and thoroughly would play in my life. That, or she helped create this drive in me.)

The day has been up and down and all over the place, which is actually a fair description of my week. I was house sitting for a friend, Wednesday thru today, and I often under-rate how unsettling it can be to not go home for days on end. It was so nice to stay in this empty house and have some serious me time, but I'm glad I'm back in my own bed tonight.

I feel pretty drained by the week, and this day in particular. I have a new theory that if you're crying before 11a, the rest of your day is pretty fucked. I've tried and tested a few times these past two weeks. I want to make up some sort of "red sky at night, sailor's delight"-esque rhyme for it. To make it official, you know. Something like: "when morning tears brood, your whole day is screwed." Too many syllables right now, but I'll work on it.

I need to go to bed, because I am practically falling asleep on to my laptop. I guess I should make my "in summary" comment, but I have nothing particularly brilliant to say. I do know these things now:

- Sometimes, saying "no" is just another way of saying, "I"m actually really good at the job I have right now, and if you make me do more I will probably suck a little at both."

- Sometimes, you are made to feel small and irrational. You (I) should try hard not beat yourself for feeling those feelings, because it only makes you feel more irrational and even smaller

- Sometimes, people care about you more than you think they do.



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