what I want versus what I can do

All I want to do is continue to talk about femslash and feminism and writing and fandom, and I can't. I have to do some professional writing and then go practice my bass and get ready for work tomorrow and I'm exhausted and want to go to bed. Not as much as I want to be posting right now. I started typing up thoughts earlier at work, and I think I'll make it a goal to get it finished by this weekend and posted, to distract myself from the fact I should have been flying to Manchester on Thursday, and obviously I am now not. (Plus today I found tickets for $400, including taxes. Leaving next Tuesday and coming back on Valentine's Day. I am actually debating this, because the passport has been found again, and I don't believe it needs to be renewed. [Not that the missing passport is why I am not going on Thursday as planned, to see thestalkycop and, oh yeah, The Mighty Boosh live (goddamnit), that blame sits firmly on my car literally falling apart in December.] Why do I always find the best tickets when I am not planning to actually go? I am so, so, so tempted, but I know I should wait until later this year.)

Anyway, I want to keep going with all these interesting conversations and thoughts, but I must go do other writing. Harumph. (Kidding. I love my other writing.)