She is Poetry & Prozac... (freneticfloetry) wrote,
She is Poetry & Prozac...

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Insert yawn here.

I feel like I'm hungover. Yesterday, although great and exhilarating and bittersweet, was the longest work day ever. Not literally, because I had 16, 17, 18 hour shifts at the club some nights. But yesterday's 11 hours, with preparation and setup and refreshments and errands and all 35 TechGYRLS (plus their parents and grandparents and siblings and friends and some random little boy who I swear just came in to pilfer potato chips and Tenesha's grandmother's homemade oatmeal raisin cookies) in one room at the same time... Long day. Long day.

On the bright side, I got to hock CyberCamp to a roomful of eager ears, and there's always something to be said for the in-person pitch. We had several multi-session registrations. Where's a good "Rock Star Izzie" icon when you need one?

Speaking of, there was fic yesterday. The first half of Stir of Echoes, Supernatural/Grey's Anatomy, to be exact.

Also, if this turns out to be true, I may never go to work on Fridays again. Ever.
Tags: fandom, fic, the chain gang, writing
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