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Apr. 7th, 2006 05:12 amI have become giddy, which is always fun, and whee it's five in the morning! huzzah! etcetera!
So. Yes. I didn't want to get out of bed and go to the charity shop to do my volunteering, so much so that I ended up being an hour late (for a three hour shift) but they'd forgotten it was my day anyway. And when I informed them that I'd realised I had nothing to look forward to, they sent me upstairs for a nice cup of tea. I did mean it in a purely literal sense as well as the generic-angst, because for a while there I was living from event to event - Iceland to birthday to Christmas to sister's-wedding to graduation to Mexico, and things in between - and now there really isn't anything except the annuals, which are exciting and depressing in equal parts, at best.
After that I was in quite a good mood. I had to go home to get my purse and then I went to Tesco but the woman at the checkout thought I looked young and wouldn't sell me beer, which was annoying since that was the main item on my shopping list. So I was very annoyed. I came home again and found my driving licence and put the card in my wallet and went to the other supermarket nearby and bought beer and did not get asked for ID because that is how these things work, of course. Mmm, beer.
Later I missed television I had intended to watch (House and Grey's Anatomy) because I spent hours playing stupid puzzle games (no, really. It was half-nine and then it was nearly one o'clock. It was worrying.)
Then I read more fic. And ate more crap, because, hello, two shops? I got out of the first with (significant amounts of) chocolate and biscuits but the second added crisps and muffins (and beer, of course.) *sigh* And I have no self control when it comes to eating crap so it's kind of helpful that I don't manage to make myself go to the shops very often.
And I have drunk beer, and coke, and eaten crap, and I started doing a big old think about being in just T-shirt and knickers, and how it is OK to wear that just to go to the bathroom but being seen in it would be bad, but I've cheerfully wandered around in similar in Mexico. But perhaps it is family versus friends/acquaintances/strangers and the difference between "naked kbk" and "some naked girl". And one time in Iceland, I was so desperate to piss that I jumped out of sleeping bag and tent and ran across grass and tarmac and gravel to the toilets in just the aforementioned. No shoes, not even my glasses. At six o'clock in the morning, admittedly, so there was hardly anyone who might have seen me. And my feet got wet from the dew, and even though it was July it was still far from warm. But I really did need to piss, because I'd been putting off getting out of my nice warm sleeping-bag for some time.
Maybe I should have cut this. Oh well never mind. I am going to attempt sleep now no really I am, and I don't know how that's going to work if it will at all but I am going to attempt. Also, I am menstruating which is annoying and I still haven't got round to disinfecting my mooncup so pads grr but have mostly avoided stainage so far (go me!) and that is just ridiculously taunting Sod (of the Law). Bad childe, sleep!
So. Yes. I didn't want to get out of bed and go to the charity shop to do my volunteering, so much so that I ended up being an hour late (for a three hour shift) but they'd forgotten it was my day anyway. And when I informed them that I'd realised I had nothing to look forward to, they sent me upstairs for a nice cup of tea. I did mean it in a purely literal sense as well as the generic-angst, because for a while there I was living from event to event - Iceland to birthday to Christmas to sister's-wedding to graduation to Mexico, and things in between - and now there really isn't anything except the annuals, which are exciting and depressing in equal parts, at best.
After that I was in quite a good mood. I had to go home to get my purse and then I went to Tesco but the woman at the checkout thought I looked young and wouldn't sell me beer, which was annoying since that was the main item on my shopping list. So I was very annoyed. I came home again and found my driving licence and put the card in my wallet and went to the other supermarket nearby and bought beer and did not get asked for ID because that is how these things work, of course. Mmm, beer.
Later I missed television I had intended to watch (House and Grey's Anatomy) because I spent hours playing stupid puzzle games (no, really. It was half-nine and then it was nearly one o'clock. It was worrying.)
Then I read more fic. And ate more crap, because, hello, two shops? I got out of the first with (significant amounts of) chocolate and biscuits but the second added crisps and muffins (and beer, of course.) *sigh* And I have no self control when it comes to eating crap so it's kind of helpful that I don't manage to make myself go to the shops very often.
And I have drunk beer, and coke, and eaten crap, and I started doing a big old think about being in just T-shirt and knickers, and how it is OK to wear that just to go to the bathroom but being seen in it would be bad, but I've cheerfully wandered around in similar in Mexico. But perhaps it is family versus friends/acquaintances/strangers and the difference between "naked kbk" and "some naked girl". And one time in Iceland, I was so desperate to piss that I jumped out of sleeping bag and tent and ran across grass and tarmac and gravel to the toilets in just the aforementioned. No shoes, not even my glasses. At six o'clock in the morning, admittedly, so there was hardly anyone who might have seen me. And my feet got wet from the dew, and even though it was July it was still far from warm. But I really did need to piss, because I'd been putting off getting out of my nice warm sleeping-bag for some time.
Maybe I should have cut this. Oh well never mind. I am going to attempt sleep now no really I am, and I don't know how that's going to work if it will at all but I am going to attempt. Also, I am menstruating which is annoying and I still haven't got round to disinfecting my mooncup so pads grr but have mostly avoided stainage so far (go me!) and that is just ridiculously taunting Sod (of the Law). Bad childe, sleep!
