"Dry your eyes..."
Apr. 24th, 2003 03:16 pmIt's raining again.
Not the way it was the other day, with mini-rivers and mini-flash-floods all the way down to the beach, but one of those steady downpours that you just know will go on forever.
It's quite nice to listen to, as the windows are open, but I can't help but think the real month of April's back after being absent for the last week and a half.
You know, I have a strong suspicion I'm bored. I'm updating my journal about precipitation. And the last update was about physics. Not only am I bored, I'm boring, too. Je m'ennuie, mais c'est la vie. Ooh. That rhymed.
Another thing I suspect at present is utterly unrelated but vaguely worrying. I'm no neat freak - pause for shouts of "Ya think?!" to fade away - but I have a disturbing feeling I go beyond general messiness.
snowdrop24 and Becca never tire of telling me what a slob I am, but when I start noticing it myself, time for a little self-evaluation. I mean, it's three thirty in the afternoon. I haven't brushed my hair yet today. My room is its usual self, ie, there are books and bits of paper all over the computer table, the phone's on the floor along with another load of books, my bed is unmade and full of sand, and I've left a plate with a sandwich sitting on top of Dog. One of Mukora's relations has set up home in the window, which is odd because that's the window I leave open, and besides there's yet another half-drunk cup of coffee on the windowsill. Other than that, the room's no more messy than usual.
Note I haven't decided to tidy up. These are merely observations.
On another note entirely, I love this song. Is it "salt" or "soap" or "soul" that "dries your eyes?"
Not the way it was the other day, with mini-rivers and mini-flash-floods all the way down to the beach, but one of those steady downpours that you just know will go on forever.
It's quite nice to listen to, as the windows are open, but I can't help but think the real month of April's back after being absent for the last week and a half.
You know, I have a strong suspicion I'm bored. I'm updating my journal about precipitation. And the last update was about physics. Not only am I bored, I'm boring, too. Je m'ennuie, mais c'est la vie. Ooh. That rhymed.
Another thing I suspect at present is utterly unrelated but vaguely worrying. I'm no neat freak - pause for shouts of "Ya think?!" to fade away - but I have a disturbing feeling I go beyond general messiness.
Note I haven't decided to tidy up. These are merely observations.
On another note entirely, I love this song. Is it "salt" or "soap" or "soul" that "dries your eyes?"
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on 2003-04-24 10:58 am (UTC)What are styrofoam peanuts?
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