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I spent basically all day today syncing stuff off my old dying desktop, setting up my shiny brand new computer (a winter gift from
actuallyclintbarton, which I really don't deserve but is amazing and deeply appreciated), and setting up my bullet journal for the next month and the new year. That last one took... way longer than expected, but I feel a lot more like I got my shit together now.
New computer is named Eliza, and will hopefully be as reliable and long-lived as her namesake. She is perfect and I love her.
I signed up for
getyourwordsout again for the next year, this time for the next level up. My word count this year came out to 137,056 (give or take anything I write in the next... hour or so) - short of the modest pledge level I just signed up for, but nearly double the pledge level I was doing this year. A lot of those words are things that only sort of count for various reasons, but fuck it, they went in the spreadsheet anyway. Hopefully next year I can step up my game and I will have more actual stories to speak of, but this year I figured out that maybe I actually haven't forgotten how to write after all, so that's good too, I guess.
...hopefully they post the new word tracker spreadsheet very soon, because I am going to lose my mind pretty quickly if I don't have a place to tally up my words come midnight.
Fireworks are already going off and have been for hours. Olivia Natalia is having a slow, mostly quiet neurotic meltdown over them. I am trying very hard not to join her because the passage of time is scary and stressful and I feel like I am not prepared for it. 2015 tried to kill me. So did 2014, for that matter. 2016 has to be better, somehow.
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New computer is named Eliza, and will hopefully be as reliable and long-lived as her namesake. She is perfect and I love her.
I signed up for
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...hopefully they post the new word tracker spreadsheet very soon, because I am going to lose my mind pretty quickly if I don't have a place to tally up my words come midnight.
Fireworks are already going off and have been for hours. Olivia Natalia is having a slow, mostly quiet neurotic meltdown over them. I am trying very hard not to join her because the passage of time is scary and stressful and I feel like I am not prepared for it. 2015 tried to kill me. So did 2014, for that matter. 2016 has to be better, somehow.
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Also, wooosh computers! I am so, so excited for you to have a new shiny workable thing. That is excellent and you totally deserve it.
Hopefully this year will see all of us in better states.
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If you want, I can make a post about how mine works? Or just show it to you some time when we're in the same place. Either way.
Eliza is so beautiful. It's not Antonia's fault she is dying, because she has been through a lot of crap, but I'm so glad to not have to worry about losing shit if she randomly explodes someday. ...and also now maybe I can write without spending an hour beforehand screaming at my computer while I try to make it work right. That's very exciting too.
And yes. Things are going to get better this year. 2015 is dead and in its grave and good fucking riddance.
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Also, yay new computer. Pinkie Pie has been my best investment of 2015, just for the happiness of being able to play games at a whim.
2016 needs to be better. A lot better.
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And in fairness, it would be hard to not be better than the previous two years. My expectations are not high here.