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*bounces thoughtfully*
Jul. 19th, 2003 04:10 pmStuff ought to rather suck. My brother got home today, and NO ONE has been online, literally no one, so I'm not even keeping AIM open.
However, I'm in a very happy mood. My mother and I spent the morning having rather silly conversations, as although we were the only ones here all week, neither of us were actually home at all. I realized I spent the entire week along Green Village Road. o.O And I'm really out of it today, but was super out of it this morning--at breakfast Mom looked at the flower box on the windowsill behind my head and said "Oh, look, the violets are blooming. I haven't killed them yet!" and I look behind me out the window and say something along the lines of "I can't see them; there's a box of flowers in the way." o.O Mom started cracking up.
So before I got plugged into the real world enough to get all sad again, I spent an hour getting dressed (why? Because I can actually spend a whole hour on it), and then immediately pulled out my writing and put on Nightfall in Middle-earth really loudly and proceeded to just get lost in it. It really, really works--I've been happy all day, even when my brother got home. (He gave me presents. Little pretty things, little things that smell nice, matches. He knows me very well.)
I've listened to "When Sorrow Sang" twelve times so far today. It's a really, really good song for obliterating your brain with.
However, I'm in a very happy mood. My mother and I spent the morning having rather silly conversations, as although we were the only ones here all week, neither of us were actually home at all. I realized I spent the entire week along Green Village Road. o.O And I'm really out of it today, but was super out of it this morning--at breakfast Mom looked at the flower box on the windowsill behind my head and said "Oh, look, the violets are blooming. I haven't killed them yet!" and I look behind me out the window and say something along the lines of "I can't see them; there's a box of flowers in the way." o.O Mom started cracking up.
So before I got plugged into the real world enough to get all sad again, I spent an hour getting dressed (why? Because I can actually spend a whole hour on it), and then immediately pulled out my writing and put on Nightfall in Middle-earth really loudly and proceeded to just get lost in it. It really, really works--I've been happy all day, even when my brother got home. (He gave me presents. Little pretty things, little things that smell nice, matches. He knows me very well.)
I've listened to "When Sorrow Sang" twelve times so far today. It's a really, really good song for obliterating your brain with.
