Whinging for Idiots
Remind me again...there was something called sleep, was there not?
I think sleep is what I should actually engage in right now...but my body is a strange thing and my mind is is just...I guess I'd much rather not think about it. However, going whole days without sleep is not any good(is my subconcious adjusting to the fact that I am supposed to cos L in a few months? Well, if so, you're free to call me panda-tan *rolls eyes*)
The last few weeks, nay...make this almost months were...hectic, to say the least. Bothersome might be a good description as well.
But, well, I am home again (finally). And..well, I won't willingly leave again. Besides to go to my Beloved. Or the bookshop and so forth. I might even go to the Connichi and go visit Shin or Zexy...but for the rest, nooo...I live here, I stay here. Get.Lost.
(btw...I doubt that I will ever get it in my head that I met and talked and embraced Zexy. If this is not some kind of...gift, I don't know what could be. That was more than I deserved and I will treassure those moments...I might write more as soon as I can get my thoughts together).
And, please, can anyone make my caretaker, caseworker-thingie stop yapping about me being insane? Thank you in advance.
So...to stop the unnecesary moping there were a few pleasant things, of course.(They pretty muich centered on the last weekend and my return). Zexy's reaction when she realised after hours of talking with me that it was my actual b-day, seeing zexy in person, meeting Shin again and...ah, yes, the bloody highlight-
I saw Sasuke-hime doing the DDR, purple ass-bow and all included *chuckles*.
If manga characters could know what people do when they cosplay them...mah, I'd rather not know, because it sounds like it would include disembered limbs and gore and blood and did I mention- disemerment?
uff...I am scaring myself now, really, I am.
In the name of all that is fluffy, I need sleep. I would't even post here if I were not worried.
Fran, if you read this I wanted to tell you that I miss you, no matter what my (unplaned, unwanted) disappearance might have suggested. I can be online again and after I have conquered my mail and all it's...idiosyncrisies of blah and after I have got some shut-eye I will try to write you.
let it work--let it work, please.
I think sleep is what I should actually engage in right now...but my body is a strange thing and my mind is is just...I guess I'd much rather not think about it. However, going whole days without sleep is not any good(is my subconcious adjusting to the fact that I am supposed to cos L in a few months? Well, if so, you're free to call me panda-tan *rolls eyes*)
The last few weeks, nay...make this almost months were...hectic, to say the least. Bothersome might be a good description as well.
But, well, I am home again (finally). And..well, I won't willingly leave again. Besides to go to my Beloved. Or the bookshop and so forth. I might even go to the Connichi and go visit Shin or Zexy...but for the rest, nooo...I live here, I stay here. Get.Lost.
(btw...I doubt that I will ever get it in my head that I met and talked and embraced Zexy. If this is not some kind of...gift, I don't know what could be. That was more than I deserved and I will treassure those moments...I might write more as soon as I can get my thoughts together).
And, please, can anyone make my caretaker, caseworker-thingie stop yapping about me being insane? Thank you in advance.
So...to stop the unnecesary moping there were a few pleasant things, of course.(They pretty muich centered on the last weekend and my return). Zexy's reaction when she realised after hours of talking with me that it was my actual b-day, seeing zexy in person, meeting Shin again and...ah, yes, the bloody highlight-
I saw Sasuke-hime doing the DDR, purple ass-bow and all included *chuckles*.
If manga characters could know what people do when they cosplay them...mah, I'd rather not know, because it sounds like it would include disembered limbs and gore and blood and did I mention- disemerment?
uff...I am scaring myself now, really, I am.
In the name of all that is fluffy, I need sleep. I would't even post here if I were not worried.
Fran, if you read this I wanted to tell you that I miss you, no matter what my (unplaned, unwanted) disappearance might have suggested. I can be online again and after I have conquered my mail and all it's...idiosyncrisies of blah and after I have got some shut-eye I will try to write you.
let it work--let it work, please.