inane ramblings of a dazzle-sheen at absurd hours of the morning -- oh hey, lucky time
Oh god it's technically Sunday and I still haven't sent cards to friends in the state (or Kyndra's card).
Resolution #1: Be less shite at sending mail. In fact, be less shite at keeping in touch with people, period.
Nor have I wrapped any presents. I do not, in fact, have any inkling as to where Mumsie has stored the wrapping paper. Also suspect that said wrapping paper is only appropriate for baby showers. I can imagine Jacob will not like to be presented with a gift wrapped with pastel colored wrapping paper patterned with duckies.
Resolution #2: Keep resolutions, obviously. (NB: This means not procrastinating.)
Also my room looks like a typhoon has ripped right through. A multitude of things are on the floor surrounding my bed. I think I may be indulging a nesting instinct. Laundry basket is also getting full (and is also falling over, needs more duct tape).
Resolution #3: Keep room tidy. (NB: This includes disaster zone that is walk-in closet and the overflowing laundry basket.)
It's 1.20am. Why am I still up? Conditions are ripe for sleeping: Obnoxious Neighbors' obnoxious musical light display is currently off and not being obnoxious, body is demanding sleep, and I have shit to do in the morning.
Resolution #4: Must not fuck up sleep schedule any further.
Confession: I've been up reading Harry Potter fanfiction (god, I love James/Lily stories) and texting Jacob.
Resolution #5: Be less of a teary, romantic sap and don't let the distance win!
Dazzle is secretly but not so secretly a sad panda. Brain is ceasing to function correctly and logic is failing. I just hiccuped. What the hell. Good night, world.
Resolution #1: Be less shite at sending mail. In fact, be less shite at keeping in touch with people, period.
Nor have I wrapped any presents. I do not, in fact, have any inkling as to where Mumsie has stored the wrapping paper. Also suspect that said wrapping paper is only appropriate for baby showers. I can imagine Jacob will not like to be presented with a gift wrapped with pastel colored wrapping paper patterned with duckies.
Resolution #2: Keep resolutions, obviously. (NB: This means not procrastinating.)
Also my room looks like a typhoon has ripped right through. A multitude of things are on the floor surrounding my bed. I think I may be indulging a nesting instinct. Laundry basket is also getting full (and is also falling over, needs more duct tape).
Resolution #3: Keep room tidy. (NB: This includes disaster zone that is walk-in closet and the overflowing laundry basket.)
It's 1.20am. Why am I still up? Conditions are ripe for sleeping: Obnoxious Neighbors' obnoxious musical light display is currently off and not being obnoxious, body is demanding sleep, and I have shit to do in the morning.
Resolution #4: Must not fuck up sleep schedule any further.
Confession: I've been up reading Harry Potter fanfiction (god, I love James/Lily stories) and texting Jacob.
Resolution #5: Be less of a teary, romantic sap and don't let the distance win!
Dazzle is secretly but not so secretly a sad panda. Brain is ceasing to function correctly and logic is failing. I just hiccuped. What the hell. Good night, world.