Wednesday

[nightdog_barks]

A hazy sort of sunny and warm (85 degrees). Weatherguys are still saying it's supposed to be hot today with a big cooldown tomorrow, and I sure hope they're right.

Working on a long-ish crack!fic ... and need to refill all the bird feeders and the water dish. Think I'll do that now before it gets really hot. Nothing else at this moment. Yes, very boring, I agree.

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[pwcorgigirl.livejournal.com]

We're still having that not-August weather. I put on a cardigan sweater to drive to work this morning.

Boring here too, and I'm still sleeping poorly. The older adults group met in the room next to my office this morning. Either they need their glasses checked or I should write a testimonial letter to Cover Girl about the wonder of undereye concealer because several of them said, "You look so well rested!"

[nightdog-barks.livejournal.com]

I slept terribly last night, too. Was very sleepy before I turned out my light, and then when I turned out my light -- boom, NOT sleepy. Guh. And then a new fic-character named Geoffrey Goodhouse appeared out of nowhere and started blabbing to me about how evil he is and how he's a master of hypnotism. And I was going, "Oh, will you just SHUT UP?" but then I started thinking what if there were a character named Gregory Goodhouse, and he was the opposite of "our" House?

... what? Sometimes my brain makes me crazy.

[perspi.livejournal.com]

ONLY SOMETIMES?

*snerk*

*runs away*

[nightdog-barks.livejournal.com]

HEY, MISSY! LIKE YOU'VE GOT ROOM TO TALK!!!!LLLL!L90()!

Heh.

[takes-a-fairy.livejournal.com]

*snerks loudest*
We none of us have room to talk...are you kidding me?! It is perhaps why we all understand one another and get along. hee

[pwcorgigirl.livejournal.com]

I have that same problem. I'll be yawning my head off, turn out the light, and immediately come wide-awake, with my brain merrily entertaining itself when it's supposed to be clocking out. If I'm lucky, I'll fall asleep by 12:30 or 1. We need Geoffrey Goodhouse to come and hypnotize us both. :D

[nightdog-barks.livejournal.com]

... and immediately come wide-awake, with my brain merrily entertaining itself when it's supposed to be clocking out.

THIS! I'm glad it's not just me ...

We need Geoffrey Goodhouse to come and hypnotize us both. :D

Well, and he's British, which is an added attraction. ;-D

[blackmare-9.livejournal.com]

Oh, good heavens. Has Geoffrey assigned himself to an existing ficverse or is he part of a whole new one?

Somehow I'm thinking of that optician's clock; remember that? That 'verse, whatever it was.

I too have often suffered from the problem of lights-off/brain-in-overdrive. So much so that I've discovered I can very often get to sleep by leaving a light on, and stretching out and telling myself I'll get up and turn it off later, when I'm ready to actually fall asleep. I'm just resting for a while, that's all. Procrastinating.

I've procrastinated my way out of insomnia many, many times.

[nightdog-barks.livejournal.com]

Mare!

Hee. I miss you when you're gone all day. Although being gone all day is a good thing for you.

The optician's clock would fit perfectly with Geoffrey! I don't know what ficverse he belongs to yet -- all I know is that he's a doctor, he has a bodyguard named something Grim-something, and that Geoffrey cut Wilson's cheek with a scalpel and made him believe he'd cut himself shaving.

Yeah, our Dr. Goodhouse is a nasty piece of work.

[blackmare-9.livejournal.com]

Oh, I miss you when I'm gone all day, too.

After loading up scaffold and buying some materials and lunch for the day, I got started around 11:30 and finished just after 8.

This job ended up taking WAY longer than I'd thought it would, because of the awkward location of every surface I had to paint. Today I took my 6' scaffold with me and set that up, and it helped a lot, but my whole right arm is so sore from doing the area above the window. Ouch ouch. I'm going to get a little merlot and a couple ibuprofen now.