"And I know it's out there..."
Jan. 6th, 2003 02:42 pmGod bless the fanfic writers.
[On that topic - even though she can't see me, I'm waving at
In the meantime... I am cold. I have been reading and watching television, but all the time feeling I should be revising.
Or something.
I'd quite like to write something, but I have no ideas. The story of my life, I suppose. All dressed-up and nowhere to go...
Which reminds me. Why on earth do I bother wearing jewellery and touching up chipped nail varnish when I'm on my own all day? The only person who's going to see me is me... but I cling to my habits.
Ah, well. It's not as if my life is awful at present, so there's no need to be maudlin.
[What's the noun to go with maudlin? Maudlinity? Maudliness?]
But yes. My life is, well, it's okay. I'm safe at home, I've been home for a week... I'm still me, it's my birthday in exactly two weeks, I'm not revising but I won't fail, there is still good fanfic in the world, I still have my friends, I figured out the heating switch and the house is warming up, I've got the media player and as long as I'm alone, I can have the volume up as high as I like, and as long as I'm here I have the whole world at my fingertips.
"And I know it's out there,
But somehow here is gone."
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on 2003-01-06 07:13 am (UTC)I'm glad you like the bag! I wasn't sure you would!
*huggles back*
Come back soon...
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on 2003-01-06 07:17 am (UTC)We're picking grandma up from Lime Street.
Gah!
*More huggles*