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ETA: Whoops, I have since learned that backdating entries means they don't appear on f-lists! No wonder no one saw these!
Just a quick entry today. I think.
It’s Monday noon. I should be at work but I’m getting paid to sit up here in beautiful 75-degree weather instead. I love that! It’s cooler today because it rained last night. It was just starting to thunder when Dad and I were finishing dinner. We like to go for walks when the sun goes down. I was excited about possibly walking in the rain. It was sprinkling when we left, and Dad said it won’t come down any harder than that. He was wrong! It wasn’t pouring, but it was coming down steadily. [Oh, cute! There are two squirrels frolicking in the yard. Never see those at home.] So we were out walking around getting soaked and feeling COLD - wow that was nice. Thunder and lightning all over. We took a shorter route than normal, and a couple minutes after we got inside it started really coming down hard. Awesome!
Okay, enough babbling about rain. It’s just such a wonderful phenomenon to me. I never get tired of it. After that we played dominoes and drank hot chocolate.
I had a dream last night about being pregnant. Probably because there’s an insane number of pregnant women on my soap opera now. I gave birth after very little fuss (it involved hanging off a tree branch or something?) to a baby girl. She was, literally, a doll. I lamented not having a baby shower and having absolutely nothing I needed to take care of her. I didn’t know what I was doing. I dragged the doll/baby around with me everywhere and people would squeal about how cute she was and stuff and I was like… this baby’s mine? What do I do now?
Stupid dream.
Dad is quite awestruck by my laptop. I told him I named it Anakin and he calls it Anakin all the time now - it‘s cute. “Oh you’re taking Anakin outside?” “Are you plugging Anakin in?” He’s amazed that it can play dvds. Maybe I’ll bring some up next time. Though it’s probably hard for 2 people to watch at once.
I’ve been sleeping with Gay Pony Qui-Gon. He’s sitting in the crook of my arm right now, actually. He’s whispering to me that I should attempt a Qui/Obi story. The fics I’ve been coming up with these past couple months are more like… expanding on scenes already done. Going more in-depth, delving into the characters’ emotions. I suppose that’s a good way to start but at the same time it feels like I’m not being very original in my writing. I should develop more of a story. I’d like to write a Mary Sue parody too, just for fun (if you don’t know what a Mary Sue is… just, be glad). I should dig up the stories I wrote in high school and burn them - I’m quite certain they’re atrocious and I don’t want anyone reading them even when I’m dead. Heh. Lucky for me, I scrapped most of those before finishing too. I can think of one that I did finish, that I put in a cover and everything, that is just STUPID. Maybe I’ll spork it in my journal for fun. It’s probably been 15 years since I read it.
Why do I have that “Crazy” song stuck in my head when I haven’t heard it in a couple days? ("Does that make me crazy? Probably!" hehee) I kind of like it now. It doesn’t sound like a song my bro would like but he liked it first.
And I’ll leave y’all with a fun little baseball factoid (don’t bother to read if you’re not a fan): Saturday, July 15, was the first time during a full-schedule, regular season day that NO SAVES were recorded since September 15, 1978. Almost 26 years. Isn’t that incredible? There were six blown saves, though. Ha ha. I wonder how long it’s been since there weren’t even any save opportunities. Maybe that’s never happened. Seems like it would be rather rare.
Just a quick entry today. I think.
It’s Monday noon. I should be at work but I’m getting paid to sit up here in beautiful 75-degree weather instead. I love that! It’s cooler today because it rained last night. It was just starting to thunder when Dad and I were finishing dinner. We like to go for walks when the sun goes down. I was excited about possibly walking in the rain. It was sprinkling when we left, and Dad said it won’t come down any harder than that. He was wrong! It wasn’t pouring, but it was coming down steadily. [Oh, cute! There are two squirrels frolicking in the yard. Never see those at home.] So we were out walking around getting soaked and feeling COLD - wow that was nice. Thunder and lightning all over. We took a shorter route than normal, and a couple minutes after we got inside it started really coming down hard. Awesome!
Okay, enough babbling about rain. It’s just such a wonderful phenomenon to me. I never get tired of it. After that we played dominoes and drank hot chocolate.
I had a dream last night about being pregnant. Probably because there’s an insane number of pregnant women on my soap opera now. I gave birth after very little fuss (it involved hanging off a tree branch or something?) to a baby girl. She was, literally, a doll. I lamented not having a baby shower and having absolutely nothing I needed to take care of her. I didn’t know what I was doing. I dragged the doll/baby around with me everywhere and people would squeal about how cute she was and stuff and I was like… this baby’s mine? What do I do now?
Stupid dream.
Dad is quite awestruck by my laptop. I told him I named it Anakin and he calls it Anakin all the time now - it‘s cute. “Oh you’re taking Anakin outside?” “Are you plugging Anakin in?” He’s amazed that it can play dvds. Maybe I’ll bring some up next time. Though it’s probably hard for 2 people to watch at once.
I’ve been sleeping with Gay Pony Qui-Gon. He’s sitting in the crook of my arm right now, actually. He’s whispering to me that I should attempt a Qui/Obi story. The fics I’ve been coming up with these past couple months are more like… expanding on scenes already done. Going more in-depth, delving into the characters’ emotions. I suppose that’s a good way to start but at the same time it feels like I’m not being very original in my writing. I should develop more of a story. I’d like to write a Mary Sue parody too, just for fun (if you don’t know what a Mary Sue is… just, be glad). I should dig up the stories I wrote in high school and burn them - I’m quite certain they’re atrocious and I don’t want anyone reading them even when I’m dead. Heh. Lucky for me, I scrapped most of those before finishing too. I can think of one that I did finish, that I put in a cover and everything, that is just STUPID. Maybe I’ll spork it in my journal for fun. It’s probably been 15 years since I read it.
Why do I have that “Crazy” song stuck in my head when I haven’t heard it in a couple days? ("Does that make me crazy? Probably!" hehee) I kind of like it now. It doesn’t sound like a song my bro would like but he liked it first.
And I’ll leave y’all with a fun little baseball factoid (don’t bother to read if you’re not a fan): Saturday, July 15, was the first time during a full-schedule, regular season day that NO SAVES were recorded since September 15, 1978. Almost 26 years. Isn’t that incredible? There were six blown saves, though. Ha ha. I wonder how long it’s been since there weren’t even any save opportunities. Maybe that’s never happened. Seems like it would be rather rare.