Sep. 12th, 2003

mousme: A view of a woman's legs from behind, wearing knee-high rainbow socks. The rest of the picture is black and white. (Frog)
I might get to translate a book. My father's book, but a book. A book! 62,000 words!

*dies*

That would keep me happy and fed and organised for around five months, and that's a conservative estimate.

*dies*

Now, the editor needs to 1- acquire the rights to translate the text, 2- hire yours truly to translate the text. Two necessary conditions for my getting this work. Nonetheless, am keeping my fingers crossed and using positive visualisation techniques and all that. ;)

Neurontin and then bed for me, methinks.

Oh you were a bird and you lived very high
You took to the wind when the breeze came by
You said to the wind as it took you away
That's where I wanted to go today...


*sigh* I want to live like that. I want to be blown about by the wind and be content with the randomness of it all. I want to feel comfortable when I'm not in control of my destiny. Because, really, when was I ever in control? I'd like to be happy in spite of that.

...

Well, fuck. The lightbulb blew out in the living room. I just changed it two weeks ago. That means the short that's plaguing my front entrance also affects the living room fixtures. Fuck and double fuck. My doorbell is also on the fritz. The Idiot!Landlord hasn't even been by to pick up his rent (not that I'd know, as the doorbell is broken, but his nephew downstairs claims he hasn't been by), so no hopes of his getting it fixed. Poop.

On, the plus side, I was reminded by my mother today of one of the perks of freelancing: I can get a bunch of returns on my taxes. Woohoo!

Okay. Bed.
mousme: A view of a woman's legs from behind, wearing knee-high rainbow socks. The rest of the picture is black and white. (Frog)
I might get to translate a book. My father's book, but a book. A book! 62,000 words!

*dies*

That would keep me happy and fed and organised for around five months, and that's a conservative estimate.

*dies*

Now, the editor needs to 1- acquire the rights to translate the text, 2- hire yours truly to translate the text. Two necessary conditions for my getting this work. Nonetheless, am keeping my fingers crossed and using positive visualisation techniques and all that. ;)

Neurontin and then bed for me, methinks.

Oh you were a bird and you lived very high
You took to the wind when the breeze came by
You said to the wind as it took you away
That's where I wanted to go today...


*sigh* I want to live like that. I want to be blown about by the wind and be content with the randomness of it all. I want to feel comfortable when I'm not in control of my destiny. Because, really, when was I ever in control? I'd like to be happy in spite of that.

...

Well, fuck. The lightbulb blew out in the living room. I just changed it two weeks ago. That means the short that's plaguing my front entrance also affects the living room fixtures. Fuck and double fuck. My doorbell is also on the fritz. The Idiot!Landlord hasn't even been by to pick up his rent (not that I'd know, as the doorbell is broken, but his nephew downstairs claims he hasn't been by), so no hopes of his getting it fixed. Poop.

On, the plus side, I was reminded by my mother today of one of the perks of freelancing: I can get a bunch of returns on my taxes. Woohoo!

Okay. Bed.
mousme: A view of a woman's legs from behind, wearing knee-high rainbow socks. The rest of the picture is black and white. (Ugly Duckling)
I am *so* tired.

I don't even know what I did to be so tired. Maybe it's the Neurontin. Maybe I just need to go to bed earlier. I just crashed massively, needless to say. Nonetheless, tired or no, I want to get a lot of stuff done this afternoon, in terms of getting my apartment clean and organised.

Cut to spare you my boring ramblings about housework )

List of things to do today )

Other ramblings, including a possible trip to IKEA in October )

Musings on the relationship between my mood swings and the state of my apartment/other affairs )
mousme: A view of a woman's legs from behind, wearing knee-high rainbow socks. The rest of the picture is black and white. (Ugly Duckling)
I am *so* tired.

I don't even know what I did to be so tired. Maybe it's the Neurontin. Maybe I just need to go to bed earlier. I just crashed massively, needless to say. Nonetheless, tired or no, I want to get a lot of stuff done this afternoon, in terms of getting my apartment clean and organised.

Cut to spare you my boring ramblings about housework )

List of things to do today )

Other ramblings, including a possible trip to IKEA in October )

Musings on the relationship between my mood swings and the state of my apartment/other affairs )

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