My weekend
oneandonlymatt is in Memphis this weekend with some friends. So, I have a nice relaxing weekend alone. I have so many plans!
Lets start with tonight. I just finished dinner and I am watching Cash Cab. Once I am done posting this post, I am going to to watch the season finale on Tivo. Then I will set up the Tivo to record The Mole on Monday (I am very excited about it's return...as is my sister. We are weirdly similar about some things). Then I will do the dishes. Eventually, I will go to bed.
Tomorrow, I want to work on some writing and some editing. I have my Persephone book to work on. I wouldn't mind getting it in a position to format this weekend. I need some more content though. I also have the next issue of He Epistole to edit. Tomorrow is the deadline for submissions. I had made a plea earlier this week because I hadn't received much content and the community really stepped it up and got some really great work in to me. Yay, Hellenic Community - you rock.
Sunday, I need to focus on cleaning up the house. I am the worse "bachelorette" in the world. I would be really bad at living alone.
I haven't spoken to oneandonlymatt yet tonight. I have to tell him about a disturbing dream that I had last night. Most of the details are foggy since it happened last night, but here is what I do remember. I was with Matt and I had apparently had a bad and I asked for a cuddle. While we were cuddling he kept putting his hand over my mouth and nose so I couldn't breathe. I kept moving his hand and laughing saying "you're suffocating me". Eventually, in the dream, he said that he was trying to suffocate me. I asked him why and he said that he hadn't loved me for years but didn't know how to get rid of me, so he thought he would kill me. Of course, it was a dream and irrational - because there are far more efficient ways of murdering someone. So, instead I said I would leave and then I remember that I was packing up my stuff and he was being a real dick about it and he said "You're using *that* box? That is my box. I want to keep it" and I had to take all my stuff out of that box and carry it in my arms.
I have deep rooted issues, don't I? However, I am pretty certain that oneandonlymatt does still love me and won't try to kill me or make me move out any time soon.
In other news - when I came home last night from dinner out with justben, radiantbaby and mtn_hermit I found Piggy's favorite toy - her little orange ducky - placed neatly beneath the Olympian shrine. Apparently, Piglet is offering gifts to the Gods of Ancient Greece these day. Praise Dionysos, to whom Cats are sacred.
Lets start with tonight. I just finished dinner and I am watching Cash Cab. Once I am done posting this post, I am going to to watch the season finale on Tivo. Then I will set up the Tivo to record The Mole on Monday (I am very excited about it's return...as is my sister. We are weirdly similar about some things). Then I will do the dishes. Eventually, I will go to bed.
Tomorrow, I want to work on some writing and some editing. I have my Persephone book to work on. I wouldn't mind getting it in a position to format this weekend. I need some more content though. I also have the next issue of He Epistole to edit. Tomorrow is the deadline for submissions. I had made a plea earlier this week because I hadn't received much content and the community really stepped it up and got some really great work in to me. Yay, Hellenic Community - you rock.
Sunday, I need to focus on cleaning up the house. I am the worse "bachelorette" in the world. I would be really bad at living alone.
I haven't spoken to oneandonlymatt yet tonight. I have to tell him about a disturbing dream that I had last night. Most of the details are foggy since it happened last night, but here is what I do remember. I was with Matt and I had apparently had a bad and I asked for a cuddle. While we were cuddling he kept putting his hand over my mouth and nose so I couldn't breathe. I kept moving his hand and laughing saying "you're suffocating me". Eventually, in the dream, he said that he was trying to suffocate me. I asked him why and he said that he hadn't loved me for years but didn't know how to get rid of me, so he thought he would kill me. Of course, it was a dream and irrational - because there are far more efficient ways of murdering someone. So, instead I said I would leave and then I remember that I was packing up my stuff and he was being a real dick about it and he said "You're using *that* box? That is my box. I want to keep it" and I had to take all my stuff out of that box and carry it in my arms.
I have deep rooted issues, don't I? However, I am pretty certain that oneandonlymatt does still love me and won't try to kill me or make me move out any time soon.
In other news - when I came home last night from dinner out with justben, radiantbaby and mtn_hermit I found Piggy's favorite toy - her little orange ducky - placed neatly beneath the Olympian shrine. Apparently, Piglet is offering gifts to the Gods of Ancient Greece these day. Praise Dionysos, to whom Cats are sacred.