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Dec. 13th, 2011 08:21 am( Русскйи язык )
So, I've had a revelation. Mr. Gold from Once Upon A Time is actually a Sabbat. Possibly a Lasombra. Which means all we have to do is stake him and lay him out in torpor, problem solved! This revelation caused by having him randomly appear in the middle of the woods for no apparent reason wearing wellies, an apron, and wielding a shovel. For "a spot of gardening." Yes, pull the other one, Mr. Gold, it hath got bells on. I also had the realization that Carlyle would actually make a damn good Godfather Drosselmeyer. This does not make him any less creepy.
Blargh. Ended up sleeping in till 7 somehow today, which was more than a little irritating. No writing, no dancing, though I did noodle my arms. I also need to move the table over to the wall again so I can do my jump rope in the mornings. Or make the boy do it. That works too. And. Something. I'm still half asleep, dammit, I'm not organized or anything. I did get a disbursement from grandpa in the amount of roughly $Kansas, deposited that into savings so. We'll see how that goes. Talked some with family about help with a down payment on a house, so there's that. Um. Still need to talk to the bank. Probably try and do that Wednesday, also need to clean out my Sparrow folder before I take that in to put it in a safe deposit box. Things. Stuff.
I am way too sleepy for this. Maybe I can run up and down the stairs at work a few times, get the adrenaline flowing and wake myself up some. This is what happens when you get used to exercise and then don't. Ugh.
So, I've had a revelation. Mr. Gold from Once Upon A Time is actually a Sabbat. Possibly a Lasombra. Which means all we have to do is stake him and lay him out in torpor, problem solved! This revelation caused by having him randomly appear in the middle of the woods for no apparent reason wearing wellies, an apron, and wielding a shovel. For "a spot of gardening." Yes, pull the other one, Mr. Gold, it hath got bells on. I also had the realization that Carlyle would actually make a damn good Godfather Drosselmeyer. This does not make him any less creepy.
Blargh. Ended up sleeping in till 7 somehow today, which was more than a little irritating. No writing, no dancing, though I did noodle my arms. I also need to move the table over to the wall again so I can do my jump rope in the mornings. Or make the boy do it. That works too. And. Something. I'm still half asleep, dammit, I'm not organized or anything. I did get a disbursement from grandpa in the amount of roughly $Kansas, deposited that into savings so. We'll see how that goes. Talked some with family about help with a down payment on a house, so there's that. Um. Still need to talk to the bank. Probably try and do that Wednesday, also need to clean out my Sparrow folder before I take that in to put it in a safe deposit box. Things. Stuff.
I am way too sleepy for this. Maybe I can run up and down the stairs at work a few times, get the adrenaline flowing and wake myself up some. This is what happens when you get used to exercise and then don't. Ugh.