... few saw it for what it really was ...
the desktop livejournal program is telling me that my password is too easy to guess, and suggests i change it. who the hell is it to decide if my password is too easy to guess? it's a word i *made up*, for god's sake. who's gonna guess that?
i've decided i'm going to try keeping a journal again. i'm not sure why. dylan suggested i start writing again a little while ago. i think he specifically meant my livejournal, just so he could read it, but i am going to take his advice and start writing-writing again. like, all the stories that i've started but never finished (including western epic, if aubs feels like it). i figure i may as well start doing something constructive with my time while dylan's at work. i usually spend all day sleeping, or playing computer games. i was supposed to be the good little housewife, and make sure i did all the chores and stuff so that the house [1] was tidy and our washing was done and the dishes were done. but i sorta failed at that. i was good for about a week when i felt ultra-guilty about the fact that dylan worked and i didn't, but he's just so damn nice about it that i feel a little less guilty now. which is a bad thing, because stuff doesn't get done.
i just took a break to read through other people's livejournals. hm. i miss my 'net friends. must remember to do lunch with aubs this week. we're supposed to do something "interesting" sometime together, but there is such a lack of interesting things to do these days.
i should probably be asleep. i'm usually asleep at this time. it's about 7:45 in the morning, and i usually go to bed right about now. but not today, 'cause i'm trying to fix my sleeping patterns so that i can get up and go to bed with dylan so that i can be a constructive member of society (or, at least, our flat). but my eyes are already feeling a little sting-y. i slept really funny last night, 'cause i was drinking with some of my flatmates and another girl, ing, who's from norway, and is teaching me about european bands. i only had four beers, but because all i had eaten all day was a two-cheeseburger combo from mcd's for lunch, i got really stupidly drunk, and went to bed around midnight, but woke up around two am really ridiculously horny so seduced my boyfriend away from the sims. anyways, he finally went to sleep around 4am, but i stayed awake for a couple of hours - not my choice, mind you, but because my head and my stomach felt horrible. so i just lay there, listening to music and dylan snoring while trying to hold down vomit and wishing i had enough energy to get up and take some panadol. so i woke up really late today (well, around 3pm), and watched "legally blonde" with suzy (one of our flatmates) and dylan on her computer's dvd player (she kindly brought the whole thing into our room so i wouldn't hafta get out of bed). but i digress. the point is, my sleeping patterns have been funny for weeks, so i'm trying to fix 'em. but i don't think it'll work. i already want to go to bed. must... keep... busy...
the new series of australian "big brother" starts tonight. this is exciting, because i thoroughly enjoyed the last two, but after peeking at the website (we're a day behind australia), i discovered they're trying to turn it into a game show or some shit. there are two houses now, and, so far, only six housemates. jesus christ, people, do you always have to ruin a good thing? ditto the new series of "survivor", with their male-female teams.
i just went to www.bookcrossing.com, as suggested in aubs' journal. i think it's a bloody great idea, but doubt that it would actually work if applied to real life. i know if *i* found a good book just lying on a park bench, i'd keep it. :P
[1] or, at least, our *room*, since i don't think there's any chance in hell our house will ever be tidy.
i've decided i'm going to try keeping a journal again. i'm not sure why. dylan suggested i start writing again a little while ago. i think he specifically meant my livejournal, just so he could read it, but i am going to take his advice and start writing-writing again. like, all the stories that i've started but never finished (including western epic, if aubs feels like it). i figure i may as well start doing something constructive with my time while dylan's at work. i usually spend all day sleeping, or playing computer games. i was supposed to be the good little housewife, and make sure i did all the chores and stuff so that the house [1] was tidy and our washing was done and the dishes were done. but i sorta failed at that. i was good for about a week when i felt ultra-guilty about the fact that dylan worked and i didn't, but he's just so damn nice about it that i feel a little less guilty now. which is a bad thing, because stuff doesn't get done.
i just took a break to read through other people's livejournals. hm. i miss my 'net friends. must remember to do lunch with aubs this week. we're supposed to do something "interesting" sometime together, but there is such a lack of interesting things to do these days.
i should probably be asleep. i'm usually asleep at this time. it's about 7:45 in the morning, and i usually go to bed right about now. but not today, 'cause i'm trying to fix my sleeping patterns so that i can get up and go to bed with dylan so that i can be a constructive member of society (or, at least, our flat). but my eyes are already feeling a little sting-y. i slept really funny last night, 'cause i was drinking with some of my flatmates and another girl, ing, who's from norway, and is teaching me about european bands. i only had four beers, but because all i had eaten all day was a two-cheeseburger combo from mcd's for lunch, i got really stupidly drunk, and went to bed around midnight, but woke up around two am really ridiculously horny so seduced my boyfriend away from the sims. anyways, he finally went to sleep around 4am, but i stayed awake for a couple of hours - not my choice, mind you, but because my head and my stomach felt horrible. so i just lay there, listening to music and dylan snoring while trying to hold down vomit and wishing i had enough energy to get up and take some panadol. so i woke up really late today (well, around 3pm), and watched "legally blonde" with suzy (one of our flatmates) and dylan on her computer's dvd player (she kindly brought the whole thing into our room so i wouldn't hafta get out of bed). but i digress. the point is, my sleeping patterns have been funny for weeks, so i'm trying to fix 'em. but i don't think it'll work. i already want to go to bed. must... keep... busy...
the new series of australian "big brother" starts tonight. this is exciting, because i thoroughly enjoyed the last two, but after peeking at the website (we're a day behind australia), i discovered they're trying to turn it into a game show or some shit. there are two houses now, and, so far, only six housemates. jesus christ, people, do you always have to ruin a good thing? ditto the new series of "survivor", with their male-female teams.
i just went to www.bookcrossing.com, as suggested in aubs' journal. i think it's a bloody great idea, but doubt that it would actually work if applied to real life. i know if *i* found a good book just lying on a park bench, i'd keep it. :P
[1] or, at least, our *room*, since i don't think there's any chance in hell our house will ever be tidy.