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Too many posts, too little energy
Busy day yesterday. Band practice, then running around for errands, then off to
aislingtheach's birthday party.
Band practice went really well. It was just me,
ai731 and
owldaughter, and we practiced Enter Sandman until it begged for mercy. Good times.
Because my bandmates are also writers and are pretty awesome, they let me bounce ideas off them for Crisse, des zombies! on the way home, and made some very helpful suggestions. With any luck, I'll be able to form all of that into a coherent narrative. I think I shall buy myself a map of Quebec and fiddle with it for a while, too.
Errands were hectic, as errands always are. The local Jean Coutu is having issues with its baskets: namely, they don't have any. That makes carrying anything more than three or four items a bit awkward. When I questioned the cashier, she did everything but throw up her hands in despair. Apparently they don't have many baskets to begin with, and they've been disappearing (probably snitched by unscrupulous clients). I had to buy a hairbrush, having cleverly forgotten mine at my parents' on Friday. *sigh*
I also forgot all of my stuff at home when I went to
aislingtheach's birthday, which was highly embarrassing. I didn't forget my bus tickets, but that's about it. If I'd forgotten those, I probably would have remembered to pick up everything else on my way home, but as it was I arrived empty-handed.
I am going to get this stupid problem checked out tomorrow morning. *grr*
The party was a great deal of fun. I walked in only to be met by a WALL of balloons. It took
aislingtheach and a few friends five days, but they filled the apartment with balloons of various colours and sizes (there were some HUGE ones, too!). It was terrific. I met some neat new people, which reminds me that I should go find their LJs, and we chatted up a storm and had balloon fights and ate like kings.
queen_bi is an excellent cook, although I agree with her assessment of the avocado-and-tuna balls: not quite there yet. The stuffed peppers were delicious, as was the banana... umm... thing, for dessert.
Got home very very late. Overslept, not surprisingly. I am physically incapable of sleeping less than eight hours these days, not matter what time I go to bed, no matter what time I plan on getting up. My body simply shuts down until I've slept for eight hours, no questions asked. It's a little disconcerting.
Now I have to get dressed and get going. Missed meeting, due to going to bed super late, but them's the breaks.
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Band practice went really well. It was just me,
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Because my bandmates are also writers and are pretty awesome, they let me bounce ideas off them for Crisse, des zombies! on the way home, and made some very helpful suggestions. With any luck, I'll be able to form all of that into a coherent narrative. I think I shall buy myself a map of Quebec and fiddle with it for a while, too.
Errands were hectic, as errands always are. The local Jean Coutu is having issues with its baskets: namely, they don't have any. That makes carrying anything more than three or four items a bit awkward. When I questioned the cashier, she did everything but throw up her hands in despair. Apparently they don't have many baskets to begin with, and they've been disappearing (probably snitched by unscrupulous clients). I had to buy a hairbrush, having cleverly forgotten mine at my parents' on Friday. *sigh*
I also forgot all of my stuff at home when I went to
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I am going to get this stupid problem checked out tomorrow morning. *grr*
The party was a great deal of fun. I walked in only to be met by a WALL of balloons. It took
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Got home very very late. Overslept, not surprisingly. I am physically incapable of sleeping less than eight hours these days, not matter what time I go to bed, no matter what time I plan on getting up. My body simply shuts down until I've slept for eight hours, no questions asked. It's a little disconcerting.
Now I have to get dressed and get going. Missed meeting, due to going to bed super late, but them's the breaks.