What do you mean, it’s not Sunday?

I’ve not been doing a whole lot, other than fucking around on deviantART and trying not to freak out.  My appointment is on Tuesday, and, uh.  I’m kinda freaking out.  I’m in that place where I’m not sure if I’m more afraid of the diagonisis, or if it comes back as another question mark.  I’ve been doing almost literally nothing the last few days, and I feel absolutely fine for it.  But the second I start doing any amount of anything at all, I start to regret it.

The result of this has been so much monotony that I went all day today thinking it was Sunday, and that Robin Hood would be home tomorrow.  I told him to pick up some cheese and sauce, and I’d make him a pizza when he got home.

Except.  Today was Saturday.  Which, you know, I think I knew that.  Because I went down to get the mail, and actually found mail down there.  My god, I’m going nuts.  Help.

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New Project

I’m starting a new project today, to help keep me busy.  Kind of like fic remixes, but also really not.  I picked out a few short fics to start with (one 4k, and one 6k), and I’m going to attempt to turn them into comics.  Drawing seems low-impact enough that it doesn’t mess with me too much, so it’s pretty much all I’ve been able to do to keep from going nuts.  Of course, now I’m stuck at the issue of hosting, because the two fics on my list so far are both PWPs, because hey.  That’s the only kind of short fic I could find that also had elements that would be visually interesting.  Maybe the OTW might finally sort out image hosting on AO3.
Ha.  hahahahaha.  Maybe by the time I’m 50, when they finally announce they’ll be coming out of beta in five years.

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