Hitting The Zone
Well, Girlthing 2.0 has been locked out of her house and needs somewhere new to live. Squire got kicked out of her flat (and had a nervous breakdown and walked out of work so also needs a new job) and needs somewhere to live. And our temporary flatmate who is staying here while he looks for a new place to live...bizarrely enough also needs somewhere to live.
*speculative gleam*
Man, after today's messages from Girlthing 2.0 about what happened when she got home last night, I have actually just passed through stress and I'm in that totally calm zone on the other side. I like this place. I remember it well. I can handle everything that's thrown at me because my entire Emotional Response Unit has just shut down. I also develop an inexplicable tendency to drop into French and German more than usual. (Spud, it would be worrying of me to start calling the Rock DJ 'Grenouille', wouldn't it?) Until I crash in spectacular fashion some time from now. I don't know when. I could hope it won't be too bad for the people around me this time, but that would require me to care, and hello nonfunctioning ERU! Hee.
Gotta go to uni and start getting shit organised for the drama of ELECTIONS. Mes dieux. I am, for the next foreseeable month, wildly overcommitted at work, at university, and socially. One day I will learn that keeping the world running smoothly is not all my responsibility.
C'est mon royaume. C'est mon épée.
*speculative gleam*
Man, after today's messages from Girlthing 2.0 about what happened when she got home last night, I have actually just passed through stress and I'm in that totally calm zone on the other side. I like this place. I remember it well. I can handle everything that's thrown at me because my entire Emotional Response Unit has just shut down. I also develop an inexplicable tendency to drop into French and German more than usual. (Spud, it would be worrying of me to start calling the Rock DJ 'Grenouille', wouldn't it?) Until I crash in spectacular fashion some time from now. I don't know when. I could hope it won't be too bad for the people around me this time, but that would require me to care, and hello nonfunctioning ERU! Hee.
Gotta go to uni and start getting shit organised for the drama of ELECTIONS. Mes dieux. I am, for the next foreseeable month, wildly overcommitted at work, at university, and socially. One day I will learn that keeping the world running smoothly is not all my responsibility.
C'est mon royaume. C'est mon épée.