Don't blink
I am so hypnotised by this icon:
I don't wanna take my eyes off it.
Clearly my body is out to get me since The Curse + Sex Dreams = Frustration on my part. I actually had a fairly fantastic night of sleeping with engaging dreams, I just didn't need them taking a sexual turn, or anything. But when I got up this morning, I was amazed to see the sky an amazing shade of pink before I remembered that old axiom about red in the morning being not such a good thing.
I finally heard from diea, which is grand, because I haven't seen her online in ages. I miss Our Conversation. But I also can't resent her having a life outside of the internet. I miss chatting with a lot of my friends actually, but it's like... I don't know what to talk about. I hate to talk just about fandom, although I have my many tv/movie/book loves and it is grand to squee over that stuff with someone--anyone.
But life itself has been nothing notable or exciting, so it's not like I have much about myself to discuss--and hey, who wants to talk to someone only concerned with talking about themselves? Of course asking a million questions interrogation style isn't the way to go, either. I'm just... not sure how to reach out to some people again.
Anyway, enough of my whining. *goes back to watching icon*
Fin.
I don't wanna take my eyes off it.
Clearly my body is out to get me since The Curse + Sex Dreams = Frustration on my part. I actually had a fairly fantastic night of sleeping with engaging dreams, I just didn't need them taking a sexual turn, or anything. But when I got up this morning, I was amazed to see the sky an amazing shade of pink before I remembered that old axiom about red in the morning being not such a good thing.
I finally heard from diea, which is grand, because I haven't seen her online in ages. I miss Our Conversation. But I also can't resent her having a life outside of the internet. I miss chatting with a lot of my friends actually, but it's like... I don't know what to talk about. I hate to talk just about fandom, although I have my many tv/movie/book loves and it is grand to squee over that stuff with someone--anyone.
But life itself has been nothing notable or exciting, so it's not like I have much about myself to discuss--and hey, who wants to talk to someone only concerned with talking about themselves? Of course asking a million questions interrogation style isn't the way to go, either. I'm just... not sure how to reach out to some people again.
Anyway, enough of my whining. *goes back to watching icon*
Fin.