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Nov. 27th, 2017 10:58 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
kittydesadeWell, last night I did wake up at around 5 and couldn't get back to sleep for an hour. I wasn't even tired (except the yawning, but I felt very alert) and I'd gotten almost the minimum optimal sleep for me, but damn. I ended up taking a shower, which seemed to cool me down enough that I could sleep, so maybe I was overheated? (I figured out that the itchy feeling was probably a combination of winter plus inexplicably the blankets are INCREDIBLY DIRTY WITH ACTUAL DIRT. What the fuck. Those are newish damn sheets.) I also took 1mg of melatonin last night instead of 2, which worked the last two nights I took any. I also also was in a fair bit of stiff muscle pain so for all I know it could have been that that woke me up. WHO KNOWS NOT ME. Will have to do a diary and some melatonin experiments to see.
With great energy apparently also comes great distractability.lireavue's C, who is now known as Mr. Editrix on Mastadon, got excited and sent me gel pens. A lot of gel pens. 120 gel pens and an equal number of refills for them. You know what this means, right? It means ALL OF THE DIAGRAMS. ALL OF THEM. I'm so enamored of these pens I actually want to put off writing in order to play with them. ME. DO YOU KNOW HOW OFTEN THAT DOESN'T HAPPEN?
I can be good and at least get in my basic requirements of daily professional writerdom, then doodle endlessly. And I do mean endlessly.
I don't think really much is going on in my life other than chugging away at writing stuff. No, that's not true. I went to class on Saturday and afterwards holy shit almost immediately afterwards I was sore as hell. Which I guess is what happens when your energy level is suddenly such that, well. Puck said I looked like I'd had five cups of coffee. So if nothing else has dropped appropriately or stabilized *glares at weight and sleep patterns* my energy levels are back to normal! Which of course means I can put in a better effort at capoeira, which means I'm back to screaming at my body and mainlining muscle relaxers. And bananas and broccoli and anything else that has potassium and magnesium in it. I should make that other spinach lasagna I have the materials to make tonight.
Saturday was class and then... something, I forget what. Maybe not much, maybe I'm dreaming and it was just a quick Ingles run and a lot of sitting around watching Fullmetal Alchemist and banging my head against writing. Sunday, then, was baking and going to the goodbye roda which by then I was so damn tired and overstimulated I didn't want to go. I did, and I'm glad I did, and I'm also glad that this Sunday I'm not doing a damn thing.
(Also that this Saturday I'm getting my hairs cut because my bangs are constantly in my eyes argh.)
Anyway. Argh, I guess writing tonight will be bits of the wiki for Fae After Tomorrow, bits of Nameless (not those bits shut up Nameless), and something else. What else do I even have to draft. Ooh, the fantasy story for submission, I can work on that. And then all of the gel pens. ALL OF THEM.
With great energy apparently also comes great distractability.
lireavue's C, who is now known as Mr. Editrix on Mastadon, got excited and sent me gel pens. A lot of gel pens. 120 gel pens and an equal number of refills for them. You know what this means, right? It means ALL OF THE DIAGRAMS. ALL OF THEM. I'm so enamored of these pens I actually want to put off writing in order to play with them. ME. DO YOU KNOW HOW OFTEN THAT DOESN'T HAPPEN?I can be good and at least get in my basic requirements of daily professional writerdom, then doodle endlessly. And I do mean endlessly.
I don't think really much is going on in my life other than chugging away at writing stuff. No, that's not true. I went to class on Saturday and afterwards holy shit almost immediately afterwards I was sore as hell. Which I guess is what happens when your energy level is suddenly such that, well. Puck said I looked like I'd had five cups of coffee. So if nothing else has dropped appropriately or stabilized *glares at weight and sleep patterns* my energy levels are back to normal! Which of course means I can put in a better effort at capoeira, which means I'm back to screaming at my body and mainlining muscle relaxers. And bananas and broccoli and anything else that has potassium and magnesium in it. I should make that other spinach lasagna I have the materials to make tonight.
Saturday was class and then... something, I forget what. Maybe not much, maybe I'm dreaming and it was just a quick Ingles run and a lot of sitting around watching Fullmetal Alchemist and banging my head against writing. Sunday, then, was baking and going to the goodbye roda which by then I was so damn tired and overstimulated I didn't want to go. I did, and I'm glad I did, and I'm also glad that this Sunday I'm not doing a damn thing.
(Also that this Saturday I'm getting my hairs cut because my bangs are constantly in my eyes argh.)
Anyway. Argh, I guess writing tonight will be bits of the wiki for Fae After Tomorrow, bits of Nameless (not those bits shut up Nameless), and something else. What else do I even have to draft. Ooh, the fantasy story for submission, I can work on that. And then all of the gel pens. ALL OF THEM.