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jakebeIt's kind of funny how quickly your mind can adapt to massive changes. And since this change is about as massive as it gets...
It took me a while to get the whole eye thing, but that weirdness is kind of settling down. Occassionally I'll get freaked because I can't see right in front of where my head is pointing, so I'll keep ticking my neck this way or that way. I'm glad no one's here to see me, because it'd look like I have a mental disorder.
It's...the world's developing into two...layers, I guess. There's down here and up there. Down here is what makes me feel comfortable, like all of my plush in the closet or being under the bed. Under the bed is the best ever because I can pretty much sit and watch my room from a warm, comfortable spot and no one'd think to look here. I've got a little fortress made out of my board games and a heater box. It's awesome. :)
Up there is where all the useful stuff is, like...cake and water, cups and the computer and everything. It's nice being 'down here', but if I want to *do* anything I have to go 'up there', which is exciting but dangerous and a little unnerving. I don't like the feeling of being exposed, suddenly; I can see a lot more stuff but I can't see everything and that makes me nervous.
Oh! How I'm able to type stuff. Uhm...carefully. The only reason you're not seeing all this...hitting double-keys and stuff is because I'm a perfectionist and I keep having to go back and make sure I do it right. It's a pain and slow going; I can't tell you how weird it is to suddenly have toes where your fingers are. And I guess I have a thumb, but...it's really just this claw that I can't move. I can feel it though. Anyway, it's hard to type for very long but I usually just do a paragraph and go back under the bed and come out and do another one. Lather. Rinse. Repeat.
Hearing is awesome. You would not believe how much...it gets kinda loud when I'm 'up there,' but it's not too bad. Uhm...I can hear all the cars outside, on the highway and the streets, and the birds outside, and pretty much anyone who's walking on any balcony for two apartments. And Thesaurus. Odis isn't up still because I can hear his fan. Through two closed doors.
The nose is another thing. Man I stink. Or...er, used to. :) Now it's not so bad. Good thing I took a shower last night.
Uhm, I should do comments now. And I'm almost out of cake.
It took me a while to get the whole eye thing, but that weirdness is kind of settling down. Occassionally I'll get freaked because I can't see right in front of where my head is pointing, so I'll keep ticking my neck this way or that way. I'm glad no one's here to see me, because it'd look like I have a mental disorder.
It's...the world's developing into two...layers, I guess. There's down here and up there. Down here is what makes me feel comfortable, like all of my plush in the closet or being under the bed. Under the bed is the best ever because I can pretty much sit and watch my room from a warm, comfortable spot and no one'd think to look here. I've got a little fortress made out of my board games and a heater box. It's awesome. :)
Up there is where all the useful stuff is, like...cake and water, cups and the computer and everything. It's nice being 'down here', but if I want to *do* anything I have to go 'up there', which is exciting but dangerous and a little unnerving. I don't like the feeling of being exposed, suddenly; I can see a lot more stuff but I can't see everything and that makes me nervous.
Oh! How I'm able to type stuff. Uhm...carefully. The only reason you're not seeing all this...hitting double-keys and stuff is because I'm a perfectionist and I keep having to go back and make sure I do it right. It's a pain and slow going; I can't tell you how weird it is to suddenly have toes where your fingers are. And I guess I have a thumb, but...it's really just this claw that I can't move. I can feel it though. Anyway, it's hard to type for very long but I usually just do a paragraph and go back under the bed and come out and do another one. Lather. Rinse. Repeat.
Hearing is awesome. You would not believe how much...it gets kinda loud when I'm 'up there,' but it's not too bad. Uhm...I can hear all the cars outside, on the highway and the streets, and the birds outside, and pretty much anyone who's walking on any balcony for two apartments. And Thesaurus. Odis isn't up still because I can hear his fan. Through two closed doors.
The nose is another thing. Man I stink. Or...er, used to. :) Now it's not so bad. Good thing I took a shower last night.
Uhm, I should do comments now. And I'm almost out of cake.
