There's light in the sky
and I really should be hungry. I think the last time I ate an actual meal was...1:30 am yesterday? Nibbled on some dry cereal this morning--er, yesterday morning on the way to class. Had a few pieces of chocolate at work. Came home and slept the afternoon and evening away. Woke up at...well, woke up at 9 and midnight, but didn't crawl out of bed until about 4 am. So a full 12 hrs in bed. No wonder I'm up right now and it's already 6 am. Oi. Sleep cycle all out of whack. I had it going well for a couple weeks not too long ago, and then it all went to hell again. *sigh*
I want to eat something, though I can't say I feel any true hunger, as far as I can tell anyway. Also, nothing I have around here sounds appetizing. Don't feel like spaghetti for once, don't want my usual rice and some assorted green (though I might make that anyway), and I'm out of cereal. Don't really want toast and eggs--that combination's a little too bland. I want something with a lot of flavor, something on the salty side. Spaghetti's the closest thing I have, but I don't feel like it. Toast and eggs would be the easiest thing to make. *sigh*
The days are awfully empty. Class, work, quick chat with friends before they run off without me (cuz I have another class right after), and then at home, I entertain myself with PR:SPD drabbles. They're actually quite good, perhaps because they're short and focused. Quality PR fic is so hard to come by these days. I'm glad for those adventurous writers dribbling bits of SPD Ranger insights into our lives :) I want to join them, but I've got to banish these more elaborate and difficult plot arcs from my head first. Return to the roots and keep it simple. I used to be good at the I-perspective bits, perfect for getting into a character's head. It was fun, and right now there's the perfect opportunity to share.
Been feeling down since Wednesday night/Thursday morning--however one would like to regard that fuzzy time period. I don't really know why either. Nothing's different these days, but maybe that's the problem.
Ah, there we go. The brainpower required to write this entry has afforded me hunger. Let me walk the five steps or so to the kitchen and find edibles.
I want to eat something, though I can't say I feel any true hunger, as far as I can tell anyway. Also, nothing I have around here sounds appetizing. Don't feel like spaghetti for once, don't want my usual rice and some assorted green (though I might make that anyway), and I'm out of cereal. Don't really want toast and eggs--that combination's a little too bland. I want something with a lot of flavor, something on the salty side. Spaghetti's the closest thing I have, but I don't feel like it. Toast and eggs would be the easiest thing to make. *sigh*
The days are awfully empty. Class, work, quick chat with friends before they run off without me (cuz I have another class right after), and then at home, I entertain myself with PR:SPD drabbles. They're actually quite good, perhaps because they're short and focused. Quality PR fic is so hard to come by these days. I'm glad for those adventurous writers dribbling bits of SPD Ranger insights into our lives :) I want to join them, but I've got to banish these more elaborate and difficult plot arcs from my head first. Return to the roots and keep it simple. I used to be good at the I-perspective bits, perfect for getting into a character's head. It was fun, and right now there's the perfect opportunity to share.
Been feeling down since Wednesday night/Thursday morning--however one would like to regard that fuzzy time period. I don't really know why either. Nothing's different these days, but maybe that's the problem.
Ah, there we go. The brainpower required to write this entry has afforded me hunger. Let me walk the five steps or so to the kitchen and find edibles.