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The mystery bra vanished the next day. Deeper layers of mystery upon secrets. Maybe the fairies took it back again? I wonder whose it was? Life never ceases to be odd, darling readers, just read on.
When the weekend started with the whole internet dying (well, maybe just my router, but it might as well be the whole internet), and then![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
huggyrei moved out in a big rush, I was left in a big puddle of *stress*. Home turned into this untidy, messy place which suddenly I couldn’t deal with. A highly strung fluffymark is never a good thing, and I very nearly snapped like a um... snappy thing. I went grrrrrrrrr!
So, I went out to catch a falling star. And I kicked a lot of leaves, saw a lot of people, and it seems I also missed a lot of people (you know who you are, now where were you? *waaah!*). Danced the gloomy night away with the beautiful people, and put ever so pretty and girlie bunchies in the hair ofverlaine, beingjdc and antipodienne. Now that was something fun!
And this turned me into a mindless zombie of zonk. Or something. Today I’ve been really losing it. Lots and lots of zonk. I had a strange dream in which it was of the utmost importance for the future of mankind that I turn off my bedside light, or there would be big DOOM (it made sense in that dream-logic kind of way, ok?). So in my dream, I turned off the bedside light, but the DOOM wouldn’t go away. It got worse and worse. And I was sat there struggling with the light switch, switching it on and off, hoping for the DOOM to go away, but it kept on at me, more menacing. In desperation i unscrewed the light bulb from the socket, and suddenly the DOOM stopped. And later I woke up and thought very little of this dream until sometime in the afternoon when I glanced at my bedside table. The light bulb was lying there by the lamp. It had really been unscrewed, not just in the dream. So what was that dream? Am I the only one who gets things like this happen? *scared*
Feeling fragile after all this I broke in a fit of loneliness, and flopped. Later I set to things, and got happier when I found a unsecured wifi network in range (muppets, I’m using your bandwidth to post this, haha!), and indulged in comfort food and dvds, and now home is home and safe again.
And life? It’s the things we know who make us what we are. Life is about finding out all the little secrets and the big secrets. The hidden things. Lately I’ve been finding out all sorts of secrets. This game is beginning to get interesting, so let’s see how many more I can find out while this goes on. Oh, the drama, don’t you hate it all? Just make it go away someone (like that’s going to happen??!) I’m laughing, I really am.
When the weekend started with the whole internet dying (well, maybe just my router, but it might as well be the whole internet), and then
huggyrei moved out in a big rush, I was left in a big puddle of *stress*. Home turned into this untidy, messy place which suddenly I couldn’t deal with. A highly strung fluffymark is never a good thing, and I very nearly snapped like a um... snappy thing. I went grrrrrrrrr!So, I went out to catch a falling star. And I kicked a lot of leaves, saw a lot of people, and it seems I also missed a lot of people (you know who you are, now where were you? *waaah!*). Danced the gloomy night away with the beautiful people, and put ever so pretty and girlie bunchies in the hair of
verlaine, beingjdc and antipodienne. Now that was something fun!And this turned me into a mindless zombie of zonk. Or something. Today I’ve been really losing it. Lots and lots of zonk. I had a strange dream in which it was of the utmost importance for the future of mankind that I turn off my bedside light, or there would be big DOOM (it made sense in that dream-logic kind of way, ok?). So in my dream, I turned off the bedside light, but the DOOM wouldn’t go away. It got worse and worse. And I was sat there struggling with the light switch, switching it on and off, hoping for the DOOM to go away, but it kept on at me, more menacing. In desperation i unscrewed the light bulb from the socket, and suddenly the DOOM stopped. And later I woke up and thought very little of this dream until sometime in the afternoon when I glanced at my bedside table. The light bulb was lying there by the lamp. It had really been unscrewed, not just in the dream. So what was that dream? Am I the only one who gets things like this happen? *scared*
Feeling fragile after all this I broke in a fit of loneliness, and flopped. Later I set to things, and got happier when I found a unsecured wifi network in range (muppets, I’m using your bandwidth to post this, haha!), and indulged in comfort food and dvds, and now home is home and safe again.
And life? It’s the things we know who make us what we are. Life is about finding out all the little secrets and the big secrets. The hidden things. Lately I’ve been finding out all sorts of secrets. This game is beginning to get interesting, so let’s see how many more I can find out while this goes on. Oh, the drama, don’t you hate it all? Just make it go away someone (like that’s going to happen??!) I’m laughing, I really am.
