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psalm_onethirtyone) wrote2004-11-26 11:59 pm
psalm_onethirtyone) wrote2004-11-26 11:59 pm
"A Kiss May Be Grand But it Won't Pay the Rental..."
So, to-day was actually quite lovely altogether, despite omg omg stress.
I have decided to enter a writing context. 1,500 original words. $200 third prize. It's all good. *g* Except, you know, not. I hope I can muster the energy, or even write so few words into one story. NaNo has rather inflated my writing style. Ah, well, it's worth a try.
Also, I may have finally got my treadmill. Mum and I are going to-morrow morning to check it out, which is v. pleasing. It's only fifty dollars, too, which is yay! because most advertised treadmills in the Classifieds are nearing three-hundred. Yes. So I am glad. Alas, though, it means I've got to get up early, and I haven't slept in all week. Woe is me! My weekends don't exist!
...But that's a lie. I am a v. lucky Soujin indeed, and I know it.
At any rate, am reading random LXG fic, and I blame it all on Waen that when Allan threatens to spank Sawyer, I get slashy thoughts. Demmit, that girl has corrupted me worse than Shouka ever good, which![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
sparklychibi will attest is saying something.
My head hurts. -_-
But Good Omens is a splendid book--I was reading aloud to Waen and Mum earlier. And to-morrow we have an evil dinner party with a load of people I've never met and a load of people I have met and for that very reason with rather stay out of the way, but that's all one. I shall endeavour to barricade myself in the kitchen and wash all the dishes, and not eat too much tangerine sorbet. *g*
Also, must walk an hour and forty minutes to get my week's total in. Can only pray that to-morrow is not as cold as to-day was. Absolute hell, trulio.
I have decided to enter a writing context. 1,500 original words. $200 third prize. It's all good. *g* Except, you know, not. I hope I can muster the energy, or even write so few words into one story. NaNo has rather inflated my writing style. Ah, well, it's worth a try.
Also, I may have finally got my treadmill. Mum and I are going to-morrow morning to check it out, which is v. pleasing. It's only fifty dollars, too, which is yay! because most advertised treadmills in the Classifieds are nearing three-hundred. Yes. So I am glad. Alas, though, it means I've got to get up early, and I haven't slept in all week. Woe is me! My weekends don't exist!
...But that's a lie. I am a v. lucky Soujin indeed, and I know it.
At any rate, am reading random LXG fic, and I blame it all on Waen that when Allan threatens to spank Sawyer, I get slashy thoughts. Demmit, that girl has corrupted me worse than Shouka ever good, which
sparklychibi will attest is saying something.My head hurts. -_-
But Good Omens is a splendid book--I was reading aloud to Waen and Mum earlier. And to-morrow we have an evil dinner party with a load of people I've never met and a load of people I have met and for that very reason with rather stay out of the way, but that's all one. I shall endeavour to barricade myself in the kitchen and wash all the dishes, and not eat too much tangerine sorbet. *g*
Also, must walk an hour and forty minutes to get my week's total in. Can only pray that to-morrow is not as cold as to-day was. Absolute hell, trulio.