In concurrence with Project Be More Awesome, today I woke early, cooked and ate a real breakfast (oatmeal!), went to the library to read the New York Times and ask about volunteering opportunities (the answer: "wait till the head librarian gets back at the end of the week"... sigh), played with my baby sister outside, simultaneously tried to nap ( Read more... )

Assorted excerpts from my week-and-a-half with
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(full disclosure: I may have to slit the tires on everybody's cars so that nobody can drive me to the airport on Monday night.)

Kyra and I have been adventuring. Sometimes adventuring takes the form of sitting at the kitchen table (or, currently, me on the sofa several feet away and her at the table, because I'm too lazy to plug the computer in ( Read more... )

Aaaack, it's my least favourite part of any trip: the last few hours before we leave. (I say 'last few hours' because, um, it's nine thirty now, and Dad and I are getting up at five.) All the scrambling and madness and me being sure I'm forgetting something important and, as usual, only beginning to pack at the last minute (though that's usually ( Read more... )

Not my favourite day ever. Yesterday was also not my favourite day ever. Although it is a wonder what fresh-baked cookies and Orson Scott Card and a new lamp and fairy lights and a hot shower and a favourite sweater can do for one's mood, considering.

Yesterday: was running late for work because my contacts decided to go bad on me and I spent half ( Read more... )

Today I put fairy lights up all around my bedroom. I have had no end up trouble getting them to stay up there -- the sticky bits on the backs of the hooks keep coming loose and then strings of lights go tumbling down -- but they look very magical, twinkling up there, especially earlier, in the dusk-light, looking out the window and seeing shadowy ( Read more... )

I should be writing about the general hobnobbing and adventures that have been going on lately, but I tried and they're so muddled together in my head (quite comfortably, sort of like my bookshelves) that I can't quite figure out which pieces go where and it's too late at night to bother, so I shall just set down some pertinent facts.

i. My recently ( Read more... )

Had quite a lovely (and belated) graduation party this evening, which put me in the best mood I've had in a week (possibly the only lasting good mood I've had in a week, really, aside from the bits when my head was pounding and the humidity was leaning towards the nausea-inducing variety, but mostly that was at the beginning when we were cleaning ( Read more... )

So, my birthday.

I've been feeling especially out of sorts the past several days, and I didn't want to write it in that mood and sound cross all throughout; I'm not feeling precisely fabulous today, but it's been long enough, and I don't want to forget anything.

So, I was trying very hard to come up with something really special to commemorate the ( Read more... )

I began the first day of my summer holidays by doing the one thing I long to do all school-year long: sleeping in. Really I only slept till a bit after ten thirty, but I lay in bed for a while, sleepily listening to the wind and having pleasant sleepy thoughts. And, er, then I rolled over for the iPod and had a bit of quality Angel time.

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