3043.3: Trashed
Strange to say, but I seriously don't like dreaming of my gerbils [or any gerbils]. It's rare the "normal" dream I have about animals, period, but gerbils in specific seem to have more festering subconscious implications than would seem usual =( A safe for-instance, since I don't want to record and thus remember what last night's was, is dreaming about having fifty of them in a cage with no top, all somehow continuing to breed past their living capacity,* and my conscientious mind trying to scramble to take care of them all with my limited immediate resources.
*though handbooks all say they self-regulate and will somehow simply cease to have any more when they feel they have enough--something certain members of humanity could stand to learn
No doubt it's a metaphor for something in my life, but couldn't it be a less traumatizing one? T_T
I have been trying to close up my eBay shop, so to facilitate the previously-mentioned in-everyone's-best-interest username change with minimal confusion, but I have this mass of stock left--some of which I don't mind keeping, necessarily [and there IS some of an "Eeeee! ^o^" factor in doing this, that I have all these nice toys but not necessarily forever if I get tired of them]--that I want to unload before we move, since the house will not be "pet-free"* as I advertise my stock as being. I sort of figured maybe if I lay low for a month, I could do it now and only confuse a minimal number of people, but I might as well just blow everything out now and be done with it. It's just sort of annoying that now I have this "I'm subtlely losing business on account of my initial lack of paranoia over my at-the-time nifty and desirable choice of username" at the forefront of my mind.
*gerbils negligible, since they are safely contained away from plushies
I am also suffering through Yugi, given that the seating arrangement [Char's other chair is more like a watchman's seat] plus lighting is not particularly conducive to the extent of play I prefer [blow through it in as few days as possible so to remove it as an alluring distraction]. It is still a fun game, but I enjoy it a little less than I might if I can't see all of its shiny special effects after an hour or so--I know, take breaks, but in practice, that's hard to do =p
*though handbooks all say they self-regulate and will somehow simply cease to have any more when they feel they have enough--something certain members of humanity could stand to learn
No doubt it's a metaphor for something in my life, but couldn't it be a less traumatizing one? T_T
I have been trying to close up my eBay shop, so to facilitate the previously-mentioned in-everyone's-best-interest username change with minimal confusion, but I have this mass of stock left--some of which I don't mind keeping, necessarily [and there IS some of an "Eeeee! ^o^" factor in doing this, that I have all these nice toys but not necessarily forever if I get tired of them]--that I want to unload before we move, since the house will not be "pet-free"* as I advertise my stock as being. I sort of figured maybe if I lay low for a month, I could do it now and only confuse a minimal number of people, but I might as well just blow everything out now and be done with it. It's just sort of annoying that now I have this "I'm subtlely losing business on account of my initial lack of paranoia over my at-the-time nifty and desirable choice of username" at the forefront of my mind.
*gerbils negligible, since they are safely contained away from plushies
I am also suffering through Yugi, given that the seating arrangement [Char's other chair is more like a watchman's seat] plus lighting is not particularly conducive to the extent of play I prefer [blow through it in as few days as possible so to remove it as an alluring distraction]. It is still a fun game, but I enjoy it a little less than I might if I can't see all of its shiny special effects after an hour or so--I know, take breaks, but in practice, that's hard to do =p