Saturday morning. Do not want.

I am in my nightgown, I have consumed a pleasing breakfast of potstickers and chocolate and water, I feel happily productive because I am working on Things that are Not Mine, and then soon I will braid my hair, take a shower, find clothing, and attempt to sell myself (rather, my time and energy) to a high bidder in the greater San Francisco area, in between sorting stuff to shove into boxes to facilitate going to the greater San Francisco area so I can sell myself.

So far, so good. I got to play World of Warcraft for a while (then Scott's work pulled him away so we logged out), there are cute lolcats up, and our cat Ray has only attacked my skirt twice.... Sigh. ;)

akawil is home. This makes Saturday better for me.

I have fled the house and returned, I filled my gas tank for 20 bucks, I have 2 weeks worth of House to watch, and I am currently nursing a venti skinny vanilla latte. My Saturday is \o/

I got to sleep in until 10:30, showered, and got dressed for my shift at 2 this afternoon. Now I get to make food for my husband, consume it voraciously, and go make little podlings smile big for their pictures.

I look forward to an actual day off? :D

D forgot his cell phone and we're out of cat food.

The dogs let me sleep late (almost noon, after having worked second shift last night to cover for a vacationing manager), and I woke up pinned to the bed by all five cats, sleeping and purring. I was warm, and immobilized, and it took another half-hour to extricate myself from the purring sleepy things.

Then I made waffles, and shared them with my niece, and now I'm playing with the dogs and catching up on email and LJ. Life is good. :-)

I woke up at 9:30 with a snuggling snoozing cat beside me. That was terrific. Then it was breakfast and laundry. Now I just "am".

At OryCon, checking in from the Internet terminals in Hospitality.

Premiered "The Ellipse" (originally posted in comments over on cadhla to good response at open filking last night. Hope to see whether one of the other new songs breaks vixy (not permanently, of course) at open filking tonight; also finished yet one further new lyric at around two AM last night (partially set to Vixy's "Emerald Green", but in no wise a parody). Stars Fall Home is at the Friends of Filk table in the dealers' room, and has been duly pimped.

The Vixy & Tony concert begins in about 45 minutes, and I want to catch most of that (will likely have to duck out of the end because I have a 3pm small-group session.

Whence, my dear, not hence. ;)

If you do attend a convention in England, I hope you let us know: I'm English and would like to attend. :)

Oddly enough, my waking-up featured Me-That-May-Or-May-Not-Have-Been-Still-Dreaming making a list of all the people I had to tell that "Stars Fall Home" is the most awesome CD ever and you need to get it too," and somehow you were on the list of people to tell; it did not occur to me until much later that as the person who made it, you already knew about it.

And, yeah, I've been meaning to mention that I bought it the week before last and it is awesomeness to the Xth power, where X is not quite identified but definitely in the double digits. It might be that your songs are the Avogadro's number of awesomeness.

That all said, my Saturday has been rather too cold and too lacking in other people's fanfiction, my computer is still not playing nice with the latest Firefox update, I'm far behind on writing deadlines and now have art deadlines thrown into the mix, and I forgot to rescue any of my Chinese takeout from my dad before he took it to work with him. On the upside, I have warm fuzzy socks and my month-long attempt to be actually prolific at writing has at least met with partial success.

Getting better. I drove firestrike home last night and then neither of us slept well. He got up at 7am to help the parentals move house and I had to be at work at 330pm.
However there was KFC and The Blind Swordsman-Zatoichi (on DVD) so the day is improving.