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Didn't actually end up sleeping on the modem room floor. Lay there in the dark for about two hours and then decided to move back to bed.

Woke up at 7:30am, 8:15am, 9:40am, 10:50am, 12:17pm, and 1:07pm. I really thought I was past the age when I wasn't able to sleep through the night...Weird Midsummeresque nightmares. There was a bizarre little blonde girl who was having ten members of the production team go swim in the Chicago River with plastic Easter eggs and I was going to represent environmental issues...And a recurring one about the super secret formal wear section on the fourth floor of JC Penney's that you can only reach with a ladder. WHAT DOES IT ALL MEAN?! Yeah, my subconscious is on the really, REALLY bad crack...

Got up and walked to Met for staples (milk, cream cheese, mayo, etc...) and FANTASTIC strawberry shortcake. Also sunblock, 'cause I'm gonna be out walking in the heat and sun a lot this week feeding [livejournal.com profile] just_danceit and [livejournal.com profile] akumakei's mice.

I'm trying to decide if I intend to do Pride tomorrow. On the one hand, it's probably wacky fun, on the other, it's going to be rather warm tomorrow and I'm just about due and I'm pretty sure that doing a parade with cramps is not high on my to-do list, AND getting to campus for the forty-five minute van ride at 8:45am is ickiness. So, hey look! A poll!

[Poll #755454]

Date: 6/25/06 05:12 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] hydingjekyll.livejournal.com
I wish I could go to Pride. Instead, I have to work, making pizza which will be sold to people at Pride. Phooey. I would normally encourage you to go in the most high, but if you're not feeling well it might be a bad idea. Perhaps you could go if you could be with other friends to enhance the fun, and bring a sun umbrella and a cold water bottle or two.

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I Cannot Hide What I Am

I must be sad when I have cause and smile
at no man's jests, eat when I have stomach and wait
for no man's leisure, sleep when I am drowsy and
tend on no man's business, laugh when I am merry and
claw no man in his humour...
I had rather be a canker in a hedge than a rose in
his grace, and it better fits my blood to be
disdained of all than to fashion a carriage to rob
love from any: in this, though I cannot be said to
be a flattering honest man, it must not be denied
but I am a plain-dealing villain. I am trusted with
a muzzle and enfranchised with a clog; therefore I
have decreed not to sing in my cage. If I had my
mouth, I would bite; if I had my liberty, I would do
my liking: in the meantime let me be that I am and
seek not to alter me.

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