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Worried, Sick
May. 19th, 2005 04:21 pmMonday looks set for three consecutive agency interviews. One of the three has a couple of offers that I just need to test for before I can be put forward for them. Fingers very firmly crossed at this point. I don't need the stress of unemployment or the corresponding financial problems unemployment brings. Should've stayed at Office of Infinite Persecution...
Still trying to decide what to do about Affils. On the one hand, dropping the whole thing out of hand is so tempting, but given that I've just recently received commentary (half-sarcastic, anonymous nit-picking that tries to identify plot holes but really just identifies plot points) and actually been able to answer most of the comments, even if it is by saying "It's been covered in the core rules; what you read was just a teaser", it seems a shame to drop something that can actually stand up to that sort of thing. Still, I don't want to go back into it with the others. I don't need the stress of that, either.
The migraine came back for a last hurrah. It's not the icepick-to-the-temple thing it was earlier today, while I was receiving phone call upon phone call from agencies who want me on their books (and better be able to bloody well get me employment, if they want me so badly), but it's reminding me it's there, so I'd better not stay on the computer too long. Stress-related illness blows. At least if it were allergies or something, I'd be able to cut whatever it is out of my diet or what have you. However, there is no way to cut stress out of one's life entirely, so I'm kind of stuck.
So I'm going to go and do the sickbed thing, to minimise stress before further agency phone calls, further job applications, Mage running (and the write-up, which is nearly two weeks late; argh I am a hypocrite...) and three agency interviews in a single day. I have "Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire", notebook, pen, cola, smokes and recently consumed painkillers (that don't work worth a damn but never mind). I think that should do to make sure I don't have to move around too much.
I hate being ill. Hate it hate it hate it.
Still trying to decide what to do about Affils. On the one hand, dropping the whole thing out of hand is so tempting, but given that I've just recently received commentary (half-sarcastic, anonymous nit-picking that tries to identify plot holes but really just identifies plot points) and actually been able to answer most of the comments, even if it is by saying "It's been covered in the core rules; what you read was just a teaser", it seems a shame to drop something that can actually stand up to that sort of thing. Still, I don't want to go back into it with the others. I don't need the stress of that, either.
The migraine came back for a last hurrah. It's not the icepick-to-the-temple thing it was earlier today, while I was receiving phone call upon phone call from agencies who want me on their books (and better be able to bloody well get me employment, if they want me so badly), but it's reminding me it's there, so I'd better not stay on the computer too long. Stress-related illness blows. At least if it were allergies or something, I'd be able to cut whatever it is out of my diet or what have you. However, there is no way to cut stress out of one's life entirely, so I'm kind of stuck.
So I'm going to go and do the sickbed thing, to minimise stress before further agency phone calls, further job applications, Mage running (and the write-up, which is nearly two weeks late; argh I am a hypocrite...) and three agency interviews in a single day. I have "Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire", notebook, pen, cola, smokes and recently consumed painkillers (that don't work worth a damn but never mind). I think that should do to make sure I don't have to move around too much.
I hate being ill. Hate it hate it hate it.