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May. 3rd, 2009 09:53 pmUpdated my side project after a month or so of procrastination. Oddly, it made me giggle far more than ones for things I like, so, I guess that'll even it out for me.
Was a horrible bitch most of today, sadly. I was dead tired after working the whole night [as opposed to those nights when I only seem to work for part of it] and Widge wanted to go outside and trim some hedges or something. Which I admit probably should have been done awhile ago. But thing is, I go outside and within ten minutes [if I'm lucky] the bees decide I smell sooooooo yummy that I must be swarmed. So I run. And it's just not a fun outing for me. As a compromise, I decided I would sit on the porch and read, occasionally looking to make sure he wasn't about to slice his hands off. It was such a good plan that had no chance of working once I looked outside and noticed the dead bird on the walkway.
I don't like to deal with dead things. I know, kind of a no brainer. But still. Widget and I waited until the bees swarmed on me [I had to actually go outside] and then went to bury the poor little bird. Widget kept momentarily freaking out like it was his fault the bird died and I had to point out that, as far as I know, we didn't kill the bird. Neither did Angel. These things happen. Circle of life. *holds up Tigger kitty* Um, yeah. And then I crashed because, again, TIRED.
And four hours later he appears to inform me that I needed to get up because he was bored and everyone else was napping and he was lonely. ;_; Had he waited one more hour, I would've. As it was, I was considering it, but then he knocked over a bunch of my stuff and my sleep deprived brain snapped. Bad, Aunty.
So to pay for my sins, I dreamed that my father and I were driving home from some other state, along the ocean no less, and occasionally I'd get to see dolphins or something. So, when I say along the ocean, I really mean it's as if they'd built the highways over the ocean. It was a little disconcerting, really. Pretty though. And then there was this huge freakin' whale. Or shark. Or possibly whale shark. And we followed it despite the fact that it was moving too fast for words.
I woke up more than a little relieved to know I would not be chasing after marine life up and down the coast.
I'm off to go into DH overload because the DVDs are overdue. Damn it. Wish me luck?
Was a horrible bitch most of today, sadly. I was dead tired after working the whole night [as opposed to those nights when I only seem to work for part of it] and Widge wanted to go outside and trim some hedges or something. Which I admit probably should have been done awhile ago. But thing is, I go outside and within ten minutes [if I'm lucky] the bees decide I smell sooooooo yummy that I must be swarmed. So I run. And it's just not a fun outing for me. As a compromise, I decided I would sit on the porch and read, occasionally looking to make sure he wasn't about to slice his hands off. It was such a good plan that had no chance of working once I looked outside and noticed the dead bird on the walkway.
I don't like to deal with dead things. I know, kind of a no brainer. But still. Widget and I waited until the bees swarmed on me [I had to actually go outside] and then went to bury the poor little bird. Widget kept momentarily freaking out like it was his fault the bird died and I had to point out that, as far as I know, we didn't kill the bird. Neither did Angel. These things happen. Circle of life. *holds up Tigger kitty* Um, yeah. And then I crashed because, again, TIRED.
And four hours later he appears to inform me that I needed to get up because he was bored and everyone else was napping and he was lonely. ;_; Had he waited one more hour, I would've. As it was, I was considering it, but then he knocked over a bunch of my stuff and my sleep deprived brain snapped. Bad, Aunty.
So to pay for my sins, I dreamed that my father and I were driving home from some other state, along the ocean no less, and occasionally I'd get to see dolphins or something. So, when I say along the ocean, I really mean it's as if they'd built the highways over the ocean. It was a little disconcerting, really. Pretty though. And then there was this huge freakin' whale. Or shark. Or possibly whale shark. And we followed it despite the fact that it was moving too fast for words.
I woke up more than a little relieved to know I would not be chasing after marine life up and down the coast.
I'm off to go into DH overload because the DVDs are overdue. Damn it. Wish me luck?