You Must Construct Additional Pylons
Lord Bitweaver’s Journal, 19th of Colddark, 716 —
Not an exciting day, but not a terrible one. Worried a bit that I’m not working hard enough for my bosses, then left work today with 65% of the ticket queue cleared and only 3 tickets in my own section, all awaiting user responses. So I’m not lazing around, either.
Went to see my mom. She’s still doing as well as ever. I don’t understand her life, but then I’m sure she doesn’t understand mine, so that’s about even I suppose. Would love to have the time, money and persuasiveness to take her out to some of the fun or tasty places I’ve found in Raleigh… while I still can. No one here’s getting any younger.
MarsCon caught up with me a bit today, I think: I’ve spent a lot of the day desperate for a nap. But I finally shook it all off enough to post Managlitch Eighteen notices all over social media. Marketing is another thing I know nothing about and am learning as I go. This particular skill I’d be *really* happy to pay someone else to do for me, but since all I can offer are warm thanks right now, probably not.
Got some ReGen stuff to finish hopefully tomorrow. As always, I’m wishing for a magical source of more energy: mom, dinner, and advertising was everything I could manage tonight. Will try for a good night’s rest tonight, and more catch-up tomorrow.
