is it even worth going to bed?
Apr. 29th, 2007 04:34 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
zhieMark's going to wake up in about 45 minutes, and has to be at work by 6. I'm thinkging, it's probably just not worth going to bed at this point. I am completely messed up from a nap that was only supposed to be an hour -- I slept for 8.
It's just, I don't want to write, I don't want to play neopets, I can't play bass or music or watch TV at this time of the morning, redoing action figures needs a longer block of time, so... blarg.
I could read, but I can't concentrate, so it would do no good. I'm not hungry, I'm not sleepy. Times like this, I miss my parents house. I miss their library (which, they don't have anymore, after I left they turned it into a fitness room, but to give you an idea, there are like eight different fitness machine things taking up the space where the shelves and the books used to be), because I could just go up into it and sit in the big old green and gold recliner and pull things off the shelves at random. They had so many books, I never did get to look at all of them.
Of course, I do have *my* library these days... but it's not the same when you can't get to it whenever you want. Well, hmm... I just noticed that I still have the balloons from the 2000 presidential election hanging, drooped obviously, on the closet door, like some sort of abstract newage art piece. Classes considerably with the decor of the rest of the room. Used to have a bust of FDR out here, but the MIL broke it one day, then hid it in the closet until a few weeks later when she tried to pretend it didn't happen or something. Did I ever tell that story?
she came over, and then, for no reason, asks, 'hey, what ever happened to that statue you have?'
mark and i are both like, huh? what statue?
she goes and asks again, then she's all 'nevermind', then she brings it up again, 'that statue of that man's head'
so then mark and i start looking around going 'hey, where'd fdr go?' and she's like, 'oh, yeah, that is so weird'
like five minutes later, she's like, 'well, i wonder, maybe it broke and you got rid of it'
uh, no, that i'd remember.. what did you do with the president?
she finally fesses up and digs him out of the closet
yeah, that's my life.. and I just heard the alarm go off. Perfect timing.
It's just, I don't want to write, I don't want to play neopets, I can't play bass or music or watch TV at this time of the morning, redoing action figures needs a longer block of time, so... blarg.
I could read, but I can't concentrate, so it would do no good. I'm not hungry, I'm not sleepy. Times like this, I miss my parents house. I miss their library (which, they don't have anymore, after I left they turned it into a fitness room, but to give you an idea, there are like eight different fitness machine things taking up the space where the shelves and the books used to be), because I could just go up into it and sit in the big old green and gold recliner and pull things off the shelves at random. They had so many books, I never did get to look at all of them.
Of course, I do have *my* library these days... but it's not the same when you can't get to it whenever you want. Well, hmm... I just noticed that I still have the balloons from the 2000 presidential election hanging, drooped obviously, on the closet door, like some sort of abstract newage art piece. Classes considerably with the decor of the rest of the room. Used to have a bust of FDR out here, but the MIL broke it one day, then hid it in the closet until a few weeks later when she tried to pretend it didn't happen or something. Did I ever tell that story?
she came over, and then, for no reason, asks, 'hey, what ever happened to that statue you have?'
mark and i are both like, huh? what statue?
she goes and asks again, then she's all 'nevermind', then she brings it up again, 'that statue of that man's head'
so then mark and i start looking around going 'hey, where'd fdr go?' and she's like, 'oh, yeah, that is so weird'
like five minutes later, she's like, 'well, i wonder, maybe it broke and you got rid of it'
uh, no, that i'd remember.. what did you do with the president?
she finally fesses up and digs him out of the closet
yeah, that's my life.. and I just heard the alarm go off. Perfect timing.
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Friend?
Date: 2007-04-29 10:51 am (UTC)Mary Alice
Re: Friend?
Date: 2007-04-29 12:00 pm (UTC)This is.. so odd to reply to. First, love the icon, love it, book love *squashils the icon*
Okay, so, I live way closer to you than you think, same continent, same country, even, lol. I live in Wisconsin, which in some ways is the opposite of Australia, being that they're the land down under and we're the land up over, but, I like Australia, and koalas, and kiwis, which aren't from Australia, but New Zealand is close enough that I never understood how it was that they were not part of the Australian continent, but, oh well, I would not have been half as much fun in geography if I in fact did understand that or at least pretend to.
Indeed, I do like Lindir. I don't have him listed in my interests, I really should go update. Perhaps I shall set that as my task this morning, to add all the muses who aren't quite as vocal as Glorfindel and Erestor into the interests list.
As for friending, I friend anyone who friends me, and I go out and friend people haphazardly at times, not caring if they friend back or not (though, it is nice when they do).
I have an archive if you're interested.. *digs around for the link* ah, here we go. http://pounce.dreamelf.com ; I know there's some Lindir hanging about in there.
I shall stop now, for fear otherwise, you might just think 'whoa, she's a little too silly for me' and run away...
Re: Friend?
Date: 2007-04-30 07:33 am (UTC)1st thanks about the icon. Minuial made it for me. I am computer inept.
2nd I am glad you live in Wisconsin. I have always wanted to see snow butt deep to a tall
giraffe! Maybe next winter you will get snow to describe in your journal.
3rd I live Glorfindel and Erestor better than Linder
4th Thanks for the link. I have read several of them before replying.
5th Honey, I taught school for too many years to think anyone is too silly. I couldn't run
away if wargs were after me.
Thank you for friending me. I shall be your devoted lurker. If your quills need sharpening, ink bottles need filling, dishes need washing, laundry need done, or errands run so you can write more, just call me.