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Apr. 11th, 2008 11:05 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
jadesfireDoes anyone have any spare sleep they could let me have? I mean, someone must be getting double rations, cos I'm not using my full allocation, that's for sure.
The problem with being sleepy is that I'm restless. The good thing about being sleepy is that the tiniest things make me exceedingly happy, like the fact that I had an excuse to wear my new white* tights today. They were the only ones that would go with this skirt and I had to wear this skirt because it's the only one that goes with this shirt, and this is the only shirt I can wear that doesn't have to go with one of the skirts that I currently don't quite fit into. If you see what I mean...
*They're actually white fishnets. Well, sort of fishnets. More like a herringbone pattern, but I guess that's fishy enough to count.
Also making me happy is the lovely lunch I had yesterday with![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
hllangel and kijikun. I now have a shiny JB keyring on my computer, and I got a full report of the concerts, making me incredibly jealous. It's awesome meeting people off my flist and knowing that you're all as lovely in RL as you are online.
I'm hoping that the slightly dazed feeling will suppress my nerves enough to let me start writing my Big Bang story. So far I have 2 sentences, 33 words and one typo. I should probably start by correcting the typo. *sigh* But I did first 'drafts' of two audiofics last night, and I have found a bright spot on the horizon, so it's not all doom and gloom. Plus, I have to spend all of Monday invigilating interview 'aptitude tests', and there won't be anything I can do except write. It's a tough job, but someone has to do it :)
Speaking of jobs, my shared office phone rang yesterday, and, as is my wont, I answered it:
Me: Hello, library workroom
Porter: Hi, Jades, is that you?
To which the only possible answer should have been 'no', but since I suffer from fuzziness of thought myself, I was kind and ackowledged that it was, indeed, me. At that point, anyway.
Not so hard a life really, although if someone wants to come catalogue journals for me, I wouldn't say no. On the plus side, if you pile them high enough, they're surprisingly comfy to sleep on...
ETA: And oh dear, that was thunder. Did I mention that I'm petrified of thunder? No? And I'm stuck at the main desk, where I can't duck underneath it and no stuffed animal to hug. Urgle.
Oh, and so I'm now thinking canvas shoes were not the brightest decision I've made today *headdesK*
The other problem with being sleepy is that I make random posts. Let me make up for it by pointing at nice things:
I'm waaaaay too tired to make my way through![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-community.gif)
sga_genficathon stories, but I started the two published today, and they both look really good, especially the Keller one, so give it a go!
They Came to Norway to Eat Our Brains bydoyle_sb4 is a lovely Alt!universe story, with Rose and Mickey and surprise special guest star. Mickey in particular is beautifully written in this, and I heartily recommend it.
The Author's love-in over atmiss_zedem's needs more contributions. Go! Be proud of yourselves.
It is possibly not good for me to have a daily email from I can has cheezburger, as although it makes me smile, I also have the urge to repost half the pictures here. I resist this most of the time, but this one just seemed to appropriate to miss.
The problem with being sleepy is that I'm restless. The good thing about being sleepy is that the tiniest things make me exceedingly happy, like the fact that I had an excuse to wear my new white* tights today. They were the only ones that would go with this skirt and I had to wear this skirt because it's the only one that goes with this shirt, and this is the only shirt I can wear that doesn't have to go with one of the skirts that I currently don't quite fit into. If you see what I mean...
*They're actually white fishnets. Well, sort of fishnets. More like a herringbone pattern, but I guess that's fishy enough to count.
Also making me happy is the lovely lunch I had yesterday with
hllangel and kijikun. I now have a shiny JB keyring on my computer, and I got a full report of the concerts, making me incredibly jealous. It's awesome meeting people off my flist and knowing that you're all as lovely in RL as you are online.I'm hoping that the slightly dazed feeling will suppress my nerves enough to let me start writing my Big Bang story. So far I have 2 sentences, 33 words and one typo. I should probably start by correcting the typo. *sigh* But I did first 'drafts' of two audiofics last night, and I have found a bright spot on the horizon, so it's not all doom and gloom. Plus, I have to spend all of Monday invigilating interview 'aptitude tests', and there won't be anything I can do except write. It's a tough job, but someone has to do it :)
Speaking of jobs, my shared office phone rang yesterday, and, as is my wont, I answered it:
Me: Hello, library workroom
Porter: Hi, Jades, is that you?
To which the only possible answer should have been 'no', but since I suffer from fuzziness of thought myself, I was kind and ackowledged that it was, indeed, me. At that point, anyway.
Not so hard a life really, although if someone wants to come catalogue journals for me, I wouldn't say no. On the plus side, if you pile them high enough, they're surprisingly comfy to sleep on...
ETA: And oh dear, that was thunder. Did I mention that I'm petrified of thunder? No? And I'm stuck at the main desk, where I can't duck underneath it and no stuffed animal to hug. Urgle.
Oh, and so I'm now thinking canvas shoes were not the brightest decision I've made today *headdesK*
The other problem with being sleepy is that I make random posts. Let me make up for it by pointing at nice things:
I'm waaaaay too tired to make my way through
sga_genficathon stories, but I started the two published today, and they both look really good, especially the Keller one, so give it a go! They Came to Norway to Eat Our Brains by
doyle_sb4 is a lovely Alt!universe story, with Rose and Mickey and surprise special guest star. Mickey in particular is beautifully written in this, and I heartily recommend it. The Author's love-in over at
miss_zedem's needs more contributions. Go! Be proud of yourselves.It is possibly not good for me to have a daily email from I can has cheezburger, as although it makes me smile, I also have the urge to repost half the pictures here. I resist this most of the time, but this one just seemed to appropriate to miss.
