Too fried to think straight
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mousmeI've been crashing massively all day. Managed to keep myself active and alert and perky while with my godmother for Round II of knitting lessons, and was even relatively cheerful with the Paternal Unit at dinner, but now am pretty much zombified.
I learned to slip a stitch and how to change colours of wool and acrylic (not the same technique because the materials don't react the same way), and I'm looking forward to actually getting my first square finished, likely tomorrow.
My father has decided he's going to come help me set up all my new IKEA stuff tomorrow afternoon. At this point I'm too tired to do it by myself, and in no mood to argue with him about it. He's already seen the dismal state of the apartment, so I guess it'll be good to have help setting up all the furniture and junk.
Day was nice, if not quite as productive as I wanted.
I just don't understand how I'm suddenly so damned tired. I hope I'm not getting sick again. Maybe it's just because I stopped taking those vitaming supplements last week...
George is being clingy. I suspect the poor guy is still feeling a little sore and out of it. Pan-Pan, OTOH, is fully taking advantage of his newfound freedom and is doing his level best to destroy the apartment. Since he didn't do this yesterday, I can only deduce that George has been influencing his actions from the table-top.
I keep meaning to post some kind of insightful political commentary in this LJ, but something else keeps coming up, or else I'm just too fried. Oh well. I guess the Texas Executioner and his push for war can wait for another day.
I learned to slip a stitch and how to change colours of wool and acrylic (not the same technique because the materials don't react the same way), and I'm looking forward to actually getting my first square finished, likely tomorrow.
My father has decided he's going to come help me set up all my new IKEA stuff tomorrow afternoon. At this point I'm too tired to do it by myself, and in no mood to argue with him about it. He's already seen the dismal state of the apartment, so I guess it'll be good to have help setting up all the furniture and junk.
Day was nice, if not quite as productive as I wanted.
I just don't understand how I'm suddenly so damned tired. I hope I'm not getting sick again. Maybe it's just because I stopped taking those vitaming supplements last week...
George is being clingy. I suspect the poor guy is still feeling a little sore and out of it. Pan-Pan, OTOH, is fully taking advantage of his newfound freedom and is doing his level best to destroy the apartment. Since he didn't do this yesterday, I can only deduce that George has been influencing his actions from the table-top.
I keep meaning to post some kind of insightful political commentary in this LJ, but something else keeps coming up, or else I'm just too fried. Oh well. I guess the Texas Executioner and his push for war can wait for another day.
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Date: 2003-03-09 09:50 am (UTC)Is that some sort of an abbreviation I don't understand?
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Date: 2003-03-09 05:27 pm (UTC)No worries. I spent my first two years on the internet on a Buffy The Vampire Slayer message board and thus sometimes use weird netspeak I picked up from the teens there. ;)
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Date: 2003-03-09 11:14 pm (UTC)