Procrastination

[soulstar]

I should be working.  I should be writing a really easy javascript rollover for this client's site.  It will take me all of 5 mins.  I like writing code.

I'm not doing it.

I'm kind of writing fic instead.  Well, not "kind of".  I am.  Bad Lou.  I ought to leave the fic writing til later.  Fic = no money.  Website = yay money!  Plus, the fic is probably a load of rubbish, and the site is looking fairly OK.  And EARNS ME MONEY.  Come on, self, get motivated.

I spose the trouble is, it's so nice to be able to write again (both fictionally and factually - note me actually posting here again after months of silence) that I don't want to stop.  My words came back, and I want to use them, damnit.  And since tons of ideas turned up alongside the words.... yeah.  Writey McWrite.

In other news (See The Mighty Lou Procrastinate for England!):

• One of our dustbins returned as mysteriously as it had vanished.  No sign of the other one, though.  And the Letting Agent surprised me slightly by offering to ask the Landlord if he'd buy replacements even though the dustbins "weren't on the inventory".  Well of course they bloody weren't: they're outside!  The inventory was only of things in the flat.  Which was, um, nothing other than the carpets, kitchen cabinets, and built-in oven.  But anyway.  He won't buy a new one, I'm sure, but at least they offered to ask.  Heh.


• Rang the DVLA (again) to check on the progress of getting-my-driving-licence-back.  After I'd had the authorisation form from my doctor, I rang the clinic on the Monday and spoke to my doctor's secretary.  She told me to include a letter to the doctor when I sent the form back.  So I did, and a couple of days later he called me to see how I was doing (I'd told him in the letter, but someone else could have written that for me, after all) as he was filling out the medical questionnaire then.  So, he now has it from me that I'm not having the sleeping probs any more, and presumably the questionnaire was sent back to the DVLA not long after that.  Which would have been around 24th Feb, let's say.  However, the DVLA haven't "officially received" it yet.  Because according to the chap I spoke to yesterday, it can take them up to three weeks - let me say that again in case you missed it: three weeks - to "process mail and enter it into the system" once it's physically arrived, and until they've done that, it doesn't count as having been received.
  
  *HEADDESK*  I just have no more words.  I have an acronym, though: FFS.  *sigh*

Alright.  Must stop with the procrastination now.  Work!  Money!!  Yaaaaaaaaay!!!  (Wow, and that almost worked, as well...)