Ticklepink
Oct. 29th, 2003 08:25 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
jakebe
Hey there, all...
Yesterday was massively unproductive. :) I went home at 3, didn't really feel like doing anything, so I farted around on-line for a little while until Delphinios (a roommate!) mentioned wanting to see "O Brother, Where Art Thou?" So we watched a couple of Invader Zim episodes, ate Chinese food (sesame potatoes, vegetable soup and fried rice for me) and watched the movie. I also had a glass of wine.
After that, talked to Kevin and Fritzie and Blackfeather for a while...Blackfeather's going to be doing NaNoWriMo this year; he's a far braver soul than I. :) Anyways, after pretty good conversation I decided to go to bed...about an hour later than I really should have. I would pay the price for it this morning one way or the other, but it'd be worth it.
I woke up from dreams I can't seem to remember now (third day running) way early. Maybe 4 or 5, I couldn't see my clock from the bed. No worries, though, I thought...my alarm should go off when it's time to get up.
I think the state between consciousness and unconsciousness is my favorite thing about lying in bed for a while. Little snippets of my room interspersed with more dream fragments for I don't know how long...until I saw light pouring in out of my window, at least.
I get out of bed and check the clock; it's 6:45 a.m. I totally forgot that I went back to bed yesterday after eating, and set the alarm for 7. Crap. So no food for me until later today. :/ It's OK, though; I have chili beans and leftover fried rice that should be good. That and a side of sesame potatoes should do me well. :)
I missed Lazarus yesterday because I still assumed we had the same 'lunch hour'. As it turns out, because people in Indiana like to be different with their time, his lunch is my 11 a.m. I'm pretty sure with a bit of creative time management I'll be able to see him today. <:) Overall, things are good. :) Worried about a couple of friends, and beginning to get that "I should be writing more" guilt-feeling again. Even though it makes me feel kind of bad, I love that feeling. I even love the little hole I feel in my psyche when I haven't written anything for a while. :) Why yes, this *is* the life for me.
Yesterday was massively unproductive. :) I went home at 3, didn't really feel like doing anything, so I farted around on-line for a little while until Delphinios (a roommate!) mentioned wanting to see "O Brother, Where Art Thou?" So we watched a couple of Invader Zim episodes, ate Chinese food (sesame potatoes, vegetable soup and fried rice for me) and watched the movie. I also had a glass of wine.
After that, talked to Kevin and Fritzie and Blackfeather for a while...Blackfeather's going to be doing NaNoWriMo this year; he's a far braver soul than I. :) Anyways, after pretty good conversation I decided to go to bed...about an hour later than I really should have. I would pay the price for it this morning one way or the other, but it'd be worth it.
I woke up from dreams I can't seem to remember now (third day running) way early. Maybe 4 or 5, I couldn't see my clock from the bed. No worries, though, I thought...my alarm should go off when it's time to get up.
I think the state between consciousness and unconsciousness is my favorite thing about lying in bed for a while. Little snippets of my room interspersed with more dream fragments for I don't know how long...until I saw light pouring in out of my window, at least.
I get out of bed and check the clock; it's 6:45 a.m. I totally forgot that I went back to bed yesterday after eating, and set the alarm for 7. Crap. So no food for me until later today. :/ It's OK, though; I have chili beans and leftover fried rice that should be good. That and a side of sesame potatoes should do me well. :)
I missed Lazarus yesterday because I still assumed we had the same 'lunch hour'. As it turns out, because people in Indiana like to be different with their time, his lunch is my 11 a.m. I'm pretty sure with a bit of creative time management I'll be able to see him today. <:) Overall, things are good. :) Worried about a couple of friends, and beginning to get that "I should be writing more" guilt-feeling again. Even though it makes me feel kind of bad, I love that feeling. I even love the little hole I feel in my psyche when I haven't written anything for a while. :) Why yes, this *is* the life for me.
