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Got to chat with azuire today. Have I mentioned how made of super awesomesauce she is? Well? She is the awesomesauce on top of my beloved chirashi bowl of life! ♥
I love our writerly chats, dear. Now get your damn webcam so we can both see each other. *pokes*
I have a four day weekend. Four days of utter bliss, doing whatever the heck I want. It's going to be dreamy. Tomorrow is sushi. Friday is slotted for breakfast at a small cafe. Both events are with two separate people who I miss dearly. I hate that I get so distracted by work that I miss hanging/talking with the people important in my life. Must slot more fun time. For the sake of my happiness and sanity and lollipops and gumdrops and...
Jeez louise, I'm tired. Can you tell by my incoherency? I haven't slept well for the past three days, though I'm not sure what my body's trying to tell me. I could be straddling the cusp of sickness (my head is a mess: dizzy, sinuses clogged, postnasal drip). It could be my worrying over cavemate buddy who's health has been in flux. My overactive brain might also have something to do with it.
(On the upswing, I do remember a snippet of my dream from last night. I received an unexpected response to a plausible situation that might possibly occur in the near future. Vague, hm? I know. My brain is trying to rationalize things even when I sleep. Thanks brain, I appreciate the not-so-subtle hint. You're a real gem.)
Oh, oh! I bought sweater dresses. Now I have items to match my boots. Happiness abounds.
Well, this absurdity has gone on long enough, methinks. Cutting this off to watch some Private Practice.
*waves*
I love our writerly chats, dear. Now get your damn webcam so we can both see each other. *pokes*
I have a four day weekend. Four days of utter bliss, doing whatever the heck I want. It's going to be dreamy. Tomorrow is sushi. Friday is slotted for breakfast at a small cafe. Both events are with two separate people who I miss dearly. I hate that I get so distracted by work that I miss hanging/talking with the people important in my life. Must slot more fun time. For the sake of my happiness and sanity and lollipops and gumdrops and...
Jeez louise, I'm tired. Can you tell by my incoherency? I haven't slept well for the past three days, though I'm not sure what my body's trying to tell me. I could be straddling the cusp of sickness (my head is a mess: dizzy, sinuses clogged, postnasal drip). It could be my worrying over cavemate buddy who's health has been in flux. My overactive brain might also have something to do with it.
(On the upswing, I do remember a snippet of my dream from last night. I received an unexpected response to a plausible situation that might possibly occur in the near future. Vague, hm? I know. My brain is trying to rationalize things even when I sleep. Thanks brain, I appreciate the not-so-subtle hint. You're a real gem.)
Oh, oh! I bought sweater dresses. Now I have items to match my boots. Happiness abounds.
Well, this absurdity has gone on long enough, methinks. Cutting this off to watch some Private Practice.
*waves*