Friday

[nightdog_barks]

Sunny, warm, humid. Didn't sleep much last night but this morning had another one of those long, detailed dreams, the only detail of which I can remember is that there was a young woman named "Garland." Mmmm-kay.

Must vacuum today and look at ficly stuff. And that's all I got.

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[blackmare-9.livejournal.com]

I dreamed about things burning -- certainly because of the burned-out house I visited yesterday.

Dreamed I was somewhere outside and my desk and chair were in the fire. I pulled the desk out too late; the damage was done. "I'll have to start over" I said, and I looked at the ruined chair and was glad I'd only paid $5.

The trouble with starting over, of course, is in knowing where to start.

This morning I think I'll start with more coffee.

[pwcorgigirl.livejournal.com]

I've been trudging around town doing family chores for a couple of hours: groceries, pharmacy, gas station. Really need to vacuum and maybe start some laundry, and I am sooo not motivated because I stayed up too late reading last night.

[takes-a-fairy.livejournal.com]

*yawns dramatically*
Well, my coffee has been made for 3 hours and I've not managed to pour any yet: nor to feed myself the first meal of my day. I guess I'll attempt lunch.

Kool and rainy (compliments of Fickle Fay) and generally very relaxing, sleepy weather here. It's nice not having mosquitoes all over me because it's raining when I go out. Making a quick trip to the store soon.

I didn't dream anything worth remembering or I'd remember it, wouldn't I? =D
Still no news on whether I'm getting the print job or not. Would be nice.

[blackmare-9.livejournal.com]

I have to ship Doug's computer back to him today, and then ... I think I need to come back here and paint. And it's so hard to do that alone, sometimes, and I'm actually considering dragging my little easel and supplies up here where I can have my net-friends for company.

I'll definitely have to put down a dropcloth if I do that, though, because the carpet in here is very nice and needs to stay that way.

It's starting to occur to me that as long as I treat my art like something that will never make any money for me and must therefore take a back seat to everything else, that is precisely what will happen.

[jadesfire2808.livejournal.com]

I'm now officially on holiday - no work until Monday week and so much time to just sleep and write and sleep and record fic and sleep and eat and sleep and cook and sleep and watch DVDs and sleep. *happy sigh* I'm so excited! ;) There's actually a list including more details on all of the above, but SLEEP is written in big letters at the top of it - I was awake at 2.30 this morning and just...yeah. But one of my plans is to work through Big Bangs and everyone's back catalogues that I've yet to make inroads into - I want to get back into House soon (probably once SGA is done) so may start pestering everyone with comments, just because I have the time! In between sleeping, of course.

Sleeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeep. *makes like a zombie*

[diysheep.livejournal.com]

Where roughly are you now. I've been following, but it's six in the morning and I can't remember - just judging by all the old deserted buildings it's somewhere in the belt isn't it?

It's just that you always give the weather report and I have trouble wrapping my head around the 80 degree thing. That means it's nice, but you may want to take a jumper for later right?

PS

I dreamed about Michael Palin and super intelligent talking invisible chickens last night. They were a pain. You could only track them by their footprints. I always worry what my subconscious gets up to when I'm not around. When ever writing pops up in my dreams I have trained myself to read it. Most of it is gibberish - sometimes words, sometimes just letters stuck together, but I really did like this word from a dream poem: Fembles - very Alice Through the Looking Glass.