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It used to be that my window would happen to be open and occasionally, a blue wind would come through it, smelling of trouble, adventure, speed metal, and the incongruous charm of a hot black man working the Hot topic pro look. When it came through it always left me smiling.

These days I leave my window open on purpose and look for it every day. It shows up a bit more frequently now, and I occasionally follow it wherever it might be blowing. This past year it's led to a whole lot of new friends, the opportunity to get to know some past acquaintances much much better, and more games I barely have time to play. It's also led to rediscovering bits of myself I'd completely forgotten about over the years, and even better learning that having a blue wind blow through your life every so often is a quite lovely thing indeed.

Happy Birthday, bluewindkitsune.

In less squooshy news

Damn, it's going to be HARD to get up out of bed this winter! anzovin got me an electric blanket for my birthday, and even without being on it makes my bed into a cozy nest of you-don't-wanna-get-up-its-cold-out-there-sleep-moar. This could be problematic in the future, though I suspect that it's gonna save me some heat bill money.

Yesterday I lost my shit and worked on work stuff from 8:30 yesterday morning until about 11:30pm (with a few hours off here and there.) I also managed to get the dishes and my laundry done, my room more or less picked up and cleaned, and my bed/sheets stripped and washed as well. Today also looks busy as there is a bit more cleaning I would like to get done before the relatives descend tonight, and alas all the work yesterday didn't do all that much for the log jam still fouling up my inbox, but I'm not knocking any progress made. I'd like to be able to head back to the offive without having to resort to ativan. Pretty much the plan for today and the rest of the weekend is to fold in as much as I can get done around other activities, and hopefully the jam will be totally clear by next Friday. It sorta crimps up my schedule for the next little in a sucky way, but I know I will be glad to have it all done later.

As for other stuff this weekend, Amastan and Ale are coming up to visit, and I must say, they are getting the perfect fall New England weekend for it. The leaves are just a hair past peak, but still very gorgeous and the weather's gonna be apple-crisp. I'm actually looking forward to tooling around with them for a bit, and I must remember to bring the hatemonger out with me for walkies. Other than that, playing it fast and loose, continuing to heal up and resisting the temptation to not scratch the scar, lol.

Well *sigh* there's a day to get started. Off to it.

ETA: w00t! the swelling going done isn't an illusion - I'm down 14 pounds from my discharge weight, which is about five pounds more than I was when I started. I swear it's all in my feet, arg.

Please tell me I'm not the only crazy person that does this

In my humble opinion, one of the greatest things about the internet as we know it today is online package tracking. I swear, whenever I get tracking numbers for orders I sit at either the USPS or UPS websites and refresh every hour or something. Because the knowledge that my Sigg bottle has just departed Mesquite, TX enriches my life how exactly?

Tweets for Today

Andee...

• 08:03 is thinking that it's gonna be hard to getup in the mornings this winter. Bed cozy.
• 14:23 is looking forward to the weekend.
• 20:28 has decided to do her nails.

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