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allfireburnsEvie and I have chairs! And a table!
It's kind of hilarious, because they're outdoor folding chairs in the most horrendous colors - one is gray and orange, one is brown and pink - and the table's just a crappy $20 folding table, but... things to sit on! This is awesome!
My hair's gotten really annoying in the past couple days. It keeps falling into my face, no matter what I do, and there's really no way to keep it back. Even when it's wet it won't stay out of my face. I'm getting kind of pissed at it, and wanting to cut it off again, except that I know that won't help, because I want it long again at some point, and if I cut it, I'll just have to go through this all again in another few months. Still. Bad hair. Stop it. Please?
I really need to write today. Because I kind of haven't since the day before we moved, and it's stressing me out. Except that I cannot for the life of me settle on what to write. So I just end up flailing and writing nothing at all. This needs to stop. Like, now.
And then there's that icon thing. Rrrh. Stupid icon thing. I think I'll poke at that before I try to write. It's just... easier.
...Also, fuck. I keep having plotbunnies and not writing them down because I think there's no way I'll forget them and then I do forget them, and I just remembered I had one last night but I can't remember what it was and... NO. Do not want.
Oh, no, wait, that was it. Okay, I remembered it and feel better now and am going to write it down so I don't forget it again. Yeah, I kinda fail.
It's kind of hilarious, because they're outdoor folding chairs in the most horrendous colors - one is gray and orange, one is brown and pink - and the table's just a crappy $20 folding table, but... things to sit on! This is awesome!
My hair's gotten really annoying in the past couple days. It keeps falling into my face, no matter what I do, and there's really no way to keep it back. Even when it's wet it won't stay out of my face. I'm getting kind of pissed at it, and wanting to cut it off again, except that I know that won't help, because I want it long again at some point, and if I cut it, I'll just have to go through this all again in another few months. Still. Bad hair. Stop it. Please?
I really need to write today. Because I kind of haven't since the day before we moved, and it's stressing me out. Except that I cannot for the life of me settle on what to write. So I just end up flailing and writing nothing at all. This needs to stop. Like, now.
And then there's that icon thing. Rrrh. Stupid icon thing. I think I'll poke at that before I try to write. It's just... easier.
...Also, fuck. I keep having plotbunnies and not writing them down because I think there's no way I'll forget them and then I do forget them, and I just remembered I had one last night but I can't remember what it was and... NO. Do not want.
Oh, no, wait, that was it. Okay, I remembered it and feel better now and am going to write it down so I don't forget it again. Yeah, I kinda fail.
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Date: 2008-03-05 01:29 am (UTC)Aw. Hair. Bad Hair. Stop annoying Aubrey.
Yey, write. Yay, plotbunnies. Yay... YAY.
I love you! *snug*