Sleeping with the enemy and all that jazz.

Jan 29, 2008 03:27

...might actually be more comfortable than sleeping with your baseball glove. Yesterday I was pretty exhausted after spending all afternoon playing catch (and doing various drills) with Jerry. So when I went to sleep I forgot my glove, tied with a baseball in it (to break it in properly!), lying in the blankets. It doesn't really explain the weird dream I had and luckily I didn't get any bruises. But why I dreamt that my job asked me to cover for someone in another resturant --Skildpadden-- where I was forced to do dances and sing whenever the customers asked for it, I don't know. Gah. I remember how frustrated I was; thinking "I'M A WAITRESS, NOT SOME DAMN PREFORMANCE ARTIST!!"

oh, btw hay thar.

I've decided to delurk somewhat. I still work fulltime & study astronomy at 25%, but I really miss writing in a journal. And I miss you guys. So. I'm giving it a try! Again! OTZ

I cut my hair again. Short in the front, long in the back, more radical than before, but not really Reno style yet and still blondish. Whaddaya think?

In other news Oofuri ate my life. When Emi came back from Japan and brough home the stuff I had asked her to buy me, amongst which 8 volumes of Oofuri, it took me less than two weeks to finish them. Reading it on the train to work and then on the way back. I actually missed my stop once because of a pinch moment in the Tosei-match (already knew how it would end, but maaan~~). Everyone who hasn't already gotten hooked on the great Baseball manga Ookiku Furikabutte check out these posts by
Prillalar: Scratch on the surface. Not convinced?
Leviosa8: More indept. ...And then poke me about it! ♥ I need some rant/gush parterns!

But now.... sleep awaits me.

sophomoric: fandom, visual: anime, private: work, visual: manga, private: sport, private: dream, private: hair, visual: oofuri

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