Five Minutes

[greenstorm]

Here's a touch of writing before I crash for a nap and then go on to a bit more work, just so y'all remember that I'm alive.

Life is pretty intense at the moment, because although the overall amount of stuff in it has decreased a bit, I'm settling into a more mellow state very quickly. I'm beginning to do things like going more-or-less home every night to be sure I get enough sleep-- this is something I haven't done for awhile.

Shambhala was a little disappointing dance-wise-- it was full of bleach-blonde people from Alberta who were enthralled by my breasts. I'm reminded that I live in a bubble of people who are exceptional in many ways. Next trip will be up to Kelowna to visit the boys at the vinyard, and will not involve random people I don't know, at least not 8000 of them. The camping was really nice, the company at our campsite was lovely, and so I'm not really regretful.

My ratties are all alive and happy, though Helen is a little sneezy and it worries me. I'm glad they're here. I missed them quite a bit.

My brother's moved out on his own for the first time, he's the first of them to do so. I'm proud of him. Need to make time to help him clean his new place.

I'm working a lot for the next two weeks, but that doesn't really bother me. Given that I'm trying to keep my extracurricular activities low, it feels much less overwhelming than a heavy workload did, say, before Shambhala or the folk fest.

I keep getting dehydration headaches today, or maybe I'm just tired. Either way, I need to go nap.

I do seem to have vanished into the woodwork, I know. I'll be back out when things settle, perhaps, but I think there'll be less of me around than there was for awhile there.

Be well.

Comments

[wik.livejournal.com]

Seriously, though. Who isn't enthralled by your breasts?

[medousa.livejournal.com]

I'm sorry to hear that miss Helen is sneezy. I didn't notice that when I was over, though I was a little neurotic in the making sure no rats attempted to get to the floor. I still can't believe none of them did.... since my rats are insane freerangers who have learned how to open seemingly tightly shut cupboards and closets and leap to and from ridiculous places.

I brought my friend Cathy along to help me monitor them on Saturday. I thought you wouldn't mind as she too has SITH babes and it reduced my fear that they would somehow escape the bed and never be seen again. I think I may have overfed them when I filled their dishes, but between Thursday and Saturday the dishes had emptied and I didn't feel right disturbing their nests to check for stashes so I thought I'd just give them plenty.

On both visits after about 20 minutes out, Rain started acting all testosterone-y, rubbing his whole body on the bed and whatever else he could. It reminded me of how Casey started out before he became a testosterone-fuelled attack rat (prior to the snip). It may be quite fortunate that you were already planning on neutering him. Then again, I don't have a lot of experience with adolescent boys, so it may be that it's just a phase.

[greenstorm.livejournal.com]

Um, some people are more polite about it than others.

[greenstorm.livejournal.com]

The only one that's trouble to pick up from the floor is Rocket/Honeypie, actually -- the rest are all so friendly. None of them are interested in running away, just in interesting stuff. It's pretty cool.

I totally don't mind anyone coming to adore my babies. :)

Yeah, Rain's been doing that. Luckily Honeypie's pretty young. opefully the snip will head off stuff.

[estrellada.livejournal.com]

call me or something when you're feeling all socialish. it's been a while.