and... weeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!

It's fucking cold out there. Oh my god, you don't know PAIN until you've had to thaw out some seriously frozen fingertips. I don't think they were frostbitten, but they were definitely numb and cold and DAMN did they hurt as the feeling came back. Also weirdly enough the bridge of my nose got super cold too - I was really annoyed by the fact that I had a brainfreezy without the benefit of a cherry slurpee to go with it.

It snowed a very little bit last night, and when I walked the bike out to the street I stopped, dazzled, as the morning sun (which rises right in front of the driveway these days) reflected off of millions of ice crystals. Prismatically. It looked like someone shattered a rainbow in our driveway. Goddess, it was beautiful.

today was just a little stupid, but only because I made the mistake of having coffee, which makes me jittery, irritable, and unable to concentrate, not to mention it wreaks havoc on my digestive system, though that last bit might be more due to the cream and sugar than the coffee. One of these days I'll get it and never touch it again, but apparently this was not the day. *sigh*

Came home to cats and quiet, as primitive_boy is still at the shop and beatgoddess is doing her Thursday night things. I put timarok to bed, and look forward to an evening of cooking up pasta and cleaning the cesspit, as I would like to get that room cleaned and rearranged before sundart gets back on Saturday. It's so weird, it doesn't at all feel like she's been gone almost a week already.

The one thing I don't mind about the fact that stores put their holiday crap out ridiculously early these days is... it is now officially Cadbury Egg season! (Isn't Xtian Easter in like, April? Scheisse, people, it isn't even Lent yet!) *bawks like a bunny* Anyone out there want to win my undying affections, bring me caramel eggs and beg for my MERCY PUNY MORTALS!! MUUUUUUUUHAHAHA!

(did I mention coffee also makes me extremely manic? You know, in case you didn't notice? :) )

odd meme

gacked from denonymous:

Take the first line from the first ten public posts on your friends list (excluding posts from this meme).

i did not get to bed by three.

I'm SO right!! Lower primates really ARE out to get us!!!!!!!

I had a weird dream this morning where I was on the streetcar (i don't remember how i got there) and then I got out and was at the back of Tulane (behind the campus center) and there was this big party going on, but it was scetchy so I called some people and they came and got me - 2 guys (one was the Frenchman) and 1 girl.

i have piano later today and i need to make sure i wake up on time.

Started late-esque, but that's okay.

history of ska, that being the very cool show playing on 99.7 X today.

i put up that new bunch of coin scans in the image gallery.

ah, warm bath with lavender vanilla oil VERY good in this chilly weather.

Whenever I feel trapped here, I read O's edition on Passion.

so, i've been experimenting w/food stuffs a little.

Cleaning...

Holy crap. You would not believe the mess capacity of a room as small as sundarts and my bedroom. It seems the more I keep unearthing shit, the more shit there is.

Have about reached the halfway point, distancewise. The area between the bookshelf and the bed is clear, the bookshelf itself is straightened, and I have at last gone through (and recycled much of) the crap in my crate. I own too much crap, need to get rid of the stuff that I don't like, that doesn't fit, or that I'm never going to wear/use. I must resist the dominant pack rat genes in my heritage, damn it. I don't need much of this crap.

The other half of the room is still a cesspit of paper, laundry (clean, halfworn, and dirty) and tchochkes that I still have to wade through. Debating whether to stay up and do this. I'm kind of on a roll, so I might, but first I think I will make some cocoa and take some tylenol, as I've got a fierce headache. And I have to let my ass explode, as my digestive system is revolting rather violently against the alfredo sauce idea. *sigh* Well, I'm sorry, but even I get sick of tomato based sauces on my pasta sometimes. Excuse me for doing something different. Sheesh.

Cocoa now.

OMG!!! YAY!

The Casita's favorite Britgrrl seamstress purveyor of bumblefuck has a livejournal!!! Positively smashing! And, like, she writes in it and stuff. Or did a couple of days ago.

Hey hey sapphorama! *hug!*