I'm all upside down and backwards from having worked today. Starting at 08.30. Normally, I am still in my pyjamas and have just brushed my teeth at 08.30 on a work day. Oy. But, we got done what I wanted to get done, and at some point I'll get extra pay for that, so. I do need to start being careful, though, because I'm running a little closer to ( Read more... )

Anxiety sucks. Deadlines are a mixed blessing. Some boxes I'd prefer to remain closed - and far, far away from me, for that matter. I would like to stop being made of fail. I wish my favourite black boots were still wearable. I wish I had bootstraps - whatever the fuck those are actually supposed to be. There's never a wrong time for cheese unless ( Read more... )

Posted a little original mood piece, I suppose you could call it, here, if anyone's interested in that. And the GD fic is up here. Although it's not technically GD as such, since it's Fink/Rev. *waves at bivouackI am going to be tired and old and go to bed. One of the other reasons I'm stressing is that I'm constantly tired, both because I'm not sleeping ( Read more... )

Gah, you know, I keep having all these, "I want to post about that," thoughts and then I actually get a few minutes here with time to do that, because I don't need to spend 3/4 of my limited computer time with work-related stuff, and I go blank. Fabulous. We'll stick to a list because nobody else needs to know how long it was supposed to be, right ( Read more... )

Did you know that when you are using your foot to pump something to full firmness, sometimes you need to find and plug the other hole before it will work? *dies laughing* I'm not sure how we ever managed to get the air mattress inflated last night, between only the DEFLATION instructions mentioning that hey, there's this other hole that needs to be ( Read more... )

My mom's been painting ( Read more... )

I can't quite remember what I wanted to post about. Aside from a bit of squee that Felipe Massa won the French Grand Prix today, anyway. :D But beyond that, I'm just headachey and feel drained. Of all the stupid things to have an unexpected, bad allergic reaction to. Pizza. *eyeroll* I suppose it's a kick in the butt to start being more careful ( Read more... )

Barbecue chicken pizza is not my friend. It is responsible for yon mood, which is a milestone that I really had no need or intention to ever reach. Obviously there was liquor involved, but it turned out to be the pizza that my stomach *really* did not like. Pizza used to at least be predictable for what sort of allergic reactions I'd get. Though, I ( Read more... )

Three a.m. I'm drunkawake again...

There is, after all, a reason that my journal is called what it is. I was up at this hour last night, too, although that lack of sleepiness was due to having slept so long the night before. And then today, I was nodding off during Doctor Who Confidential and said fuck it, I'll just go to bed at eight freaking ( Read more... )

Today was an Every Which Way sort. I had a fairly good day overall, but there were some odd contrasting moments. For example: we had a group pizza lunch thing and the pizza was good, from somewhere I'd never had pizza before, and clearly won't again as I had a strong allergic reaction to it. Yes, I am allergic to cheese, but I know how much I can ( Read more... )