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Dec. 23rd, 2005 08:02 amOogh. Yeah. Just oogh.
Although I only have to work four hours today. Maybe not even that if the numbers are good. If the numbers are good I may only work two hours, come home, write a little, tag comments, maybe sew. Something.
If the numbers are good.
Or I could also just fall asleep.
I had my first VDO dream last night! And that sounds so dirty, but it was actually kind of amusing. The call center had turned into some kind of Japanese style office (they don't have cubes, from what I can tell and/or remember from class) and I was taking calls. And ended up taking one from what sounded like the very harried girlfriend of VDO. I could hear him in the background. Wound up talking to him for a little while. They were buying a ring. It was so cool. Of course, then I woke up and realized I hadn't got a chance to cuddle him or kiss him or watch him point at things or any of the other things I wanted to do, but hey! VDO dream!
I finally started moving some of the CDs we've bought in the last year to my laptop. The last CD I moved there was Carnivale, and that was a long time ago. First one to go was TSO. Second one to go was Maroon 5. I'm going to pause now while two or three of you laugh, choke, make faces at me, or smile to yourself. Or all of the above.
Better now?
So now I sit on the bed and write and listen to Songs About Jane and smile to myself. The next few days are going to be interesting. I'm still tired. I'm still writing. I've no idea what to say and I'm babbling on the blank page but I'm writing, so there's that. Right now I'm really babbling because I've just woken up and I have to go to work. Fucking work. But hey, it pays the bills. This really isn't germane, is it? No. I want to say something but this isn't it. And I'm not sure what it is so I'll just fumble around a little more. I feel like the person in Letter to Hermione. The cats are trying to unwrap everyone's presents early.
Mm. Now I know what I'm going to do. That feels better. I just have to find the right stuff.
I really do need more sleep. Well, a shower, first of all, when I get home from work. And then, more sleep. Sleep till I wake up. I feel like I'm feeling like Robert Goren, and that can't be a good thing. Much as I like the character, that really can't be a good thing. I should get off this thing before I do something terrible, or merely idle. I should get off this thing and get some breakfast.
Toast.
P.S. LJ is not delivering comments again. LJ is a fucker.
Please don't try so hard to say goodbye.
Although I only have to work four hours today. Maybe not even that if the numbers are good. If the numbers are good I may only work two hours, come home, write a little, tag comments, maybe sew. Something.
If the numbers are good.
Or I could also just fall asleep.
I had my first VDO dream last night! And that sounds so dirty, but it was actually kind of amusing. The call center had turned into some kind of Japanese style office (they don't have cubes, from what I can tell and/or remember from class) and I was taking calls. And ended up taking one from what sounded like the very harried girlfriend of VDO. I could hear him in the background. Wound up talking to him for a little while. They were buying a ring. It was so cool. Of course, then I woke up and realized I hadn't got a chance to cuddle him or kiss him or watch him point at things or any of the other things I wanted to do, but hey! VDO dream!
I finally started moving some of the CDs we've bought in the last year to my laptop. The last CD I moved there was Carnivale, and that was a long time ago. First one to go was TSO. Second one to go was Maroon 5. I'm going to pause now while two or three of you laugh, choke, make faces at me, or smile to yourself. Or all of the above.
Better now?
So now I sit on the bed and write and listen to Songs About Jane and smile to myself. The next few days are going to be interesting. I'm still tired. I'm still writing. I've no idea what to say and I'm babbling on the blank page but I'm writing, so there's that. Right now I'm really babbling because I've just woken up and I have to go to work. Fucking work. But hey, it pays the bills. This really isn't germane, is it? No. I want to say something but this isn't it. And I'm not sure what it is so I'll just fumble around a little more. I feel like the person in Letter to Hermione. The cats are trying to unwrap everyone's presents early.
Mm. Now I know what I'm going to do. That feels better. I just have to find the right stuff.
I really do need more sleep. Well, a shower, first of all, when I get home from work. And then, more sleep. Sleep till I wake up. I feel like I'm feeling like Robert Goren, and that can't be a good thing. Much as I like the character, that really can't be a good thing. I should get off this thing before I do something terrible, or merely idle. I should get off this thing and get some breakfast.
Toast.
P.S. LJ is not delivering comments again. LJ is a fucker.
Please don't try so hard to say goodbye.