"The 'wind' just broke his leg."
Feb. 8th, 2003 11:21 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
My fingernails are coated in yellow highlighter. Ugh.
In other news, I stayed up nauseatingly late last night and my alarm went off at half six. I was sleeping so deeply that I can't remember getting out of bed, switching off the alarm, going downstairs. My memory only comes back into focus at the point I discovered my mother had in fact been up since twenty to four. As my only purpose in getting up was making sure she did, I wished her good luck and went to bed.
I don't know why I was sleeping so deeply again, but I slept straight through until morning. If you can call eleven morning.
I think Becca, my mother and me are going to see Two Week's Notice tonight, if I can get cinema listings for the damn cinema.
And that is that. I will get dressed in a moment, and I think I may do some work on the Flagg fic. I was blocked last night and talking to
purplerainbow about it - she now wants me to send her the completed fic, which I will do, but I have a feeling it's not going to be one of my finest hours.
What was I thinking, thinking I could pull this off? The problem is of course the deeply dark/angsty nature of the challenge, as opposed to the screwball humour suggested by Flagg being in the fic.
Ugh. Maybe things will be clearer when I've taken a shower.
In other news, I stayed up nauseatingly late last night and my alarm went off at half six. I was sleeping so deeply that I can't remember getting out of bed, switching off the alarm, going downstairs. My memory only comes back into focus at the point I discovered my mother had in fact been up since twenty to four. As my only purpose in getting up was making sure she did, I wished her good luck and went to bed.
I don't know why I was sleeping so deeply again, but I slept straight through until morning. If you can call eleven morning.
I think Becca, my mother and me are going to see Two Week's Notice tonight, if I can get cinema listings for the damn cinema.
And that is that. I will get dressed in a moment, and I think I may do some work on the Flagg fic. I was blocked last night and talking to
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What was I thinking, thinking I could pull this off? The problem is of course the deeply dark/angsty nature of the challenge, as opposed to the screwball humour suggested by Flagg being in the fic.
Ugh. Maybe things will be clearer when I've taken a shower.
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on 2003-02-08 07:42 am (UTC)My fingernails are coated in yellow highlighter. Ugh.
Heh heh.... I'm remembering there was a time in high school when I used to like to paint my fingernails with blue polish, then go over them with a yellow highlighter so they turned a lovely shade of green. But then, I was a strange kid. :D
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