Wrote something

Made it to San Diego with minimal bloodshed. It was actually sunny when I left Orange, though as soon as I got onto the freeway the skies opened up and the Norse gods took a whiz on us. This continued on and off through the drive down; a few dry bits interspersed with downpour and zero visibility.

The problem with visiting my parents is that they basically make it impossible for me to work. I try to work in the kitchen, so I can at least make idle chatter, but they expect me to conduct web searches for them, maintain deep conversation....I can't do it. I ended up locking myself in my bedroom for most of the evening, dealing with crummy writing and the site going up and down and ARGH.

Ended up hitting "submit" instead of cancel on a rewrite, so I promptly filed a help desk ticket and called it a night, editing-wise. I did write my first article, and promptly submitted it (about 20 minutes of work, but more trying to find appropriate references) - we'll see what they think of me, writing-wise. I'd like to be able to vary my income somewhat. Frankly, editing is making my eyes bleed this week.

I'm pretty sure a senior editor is going to come ream me out over something wrong. I'm also pretty sure that what I just submitted is 90% more legible than the crap I plowed through today.

No idea when an editor will actually get to said article, since there's a tremendous holiday backlog that keeps growing and growing (6k+, where is everyone?). I did select another article to look at, but I'm hoping some sort of feedback comes back on my other article so I can apply that.

...wow, what an ugly sentence. I must be tired.

Tomorrow's plans: Do my 15 edits earlier in the day so I'm not slogging through at midnight. Commandeer the upstairs desk if I have to. Time is money, my friends. Then work on the fantasy.

Yes. That will be my plan. It is a fine plan.

Played The Force Unleashed at The Contractor's last night. I must say, I am pretty awesome for getting him that game. It is a freaking fantastic game. It's like Grand Theft Auto for Star Wars...um, minus all the car/spaceship-stealing, but plus tons of destruction via lightsaber, lightning, and hurling things around.

We took turns. He was trying to find a midpoint for his character to jump to in order to reach a high area. My keenly trained gamer's eye (WoW, Battlefront, Crash Bandicoot, etc) picked out what might be a ledge. I told him to send Starkiller over there.

It worked. "I'm good," I said.

"You're perfect," he said (The Contractor, not Starkiller).

It's just as well I don't have a gaming console right now. I'd never get any done. Why the hell should I sit and edit when there's Lord Vader's bidding to be done?