If I were any spacier, I'd be in low orbit.

[kiya]

I swear I just spent five minutes standing in the shower trying to remember what comes after the "Okay, I'm wet now" bit.

I had to drop off Overland for the night because that was more bandwidth of stimulus than I could cope with. Which is sort of diametrically opposed to my usual excessive multitasking stimulus-seeking behaviour, to say the least.

Yesterday was 413 words and section 164; I've got 380 done on 165 so far, but so spacey, and also date phone call night with brooksmoses. We see if more happens.

In other news, last night I dreamed of finally finding some Q-Tips. They were some kind of super-special fashion designer Q-Tips, but they were Q-Tips. I think my subconscious is a strange and murky place best left unplumbed.

Speaking of unplumbed, we have hot water. Having hot water is nice. Having hot water that isn't red is also nice. Having to have a plumber come in and replace the hot water heater that died, not so nice. Also, my internet is working properly again. And, uh, stuff.

Did I mention I'm spacey?

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[elisem.livejournal.com]

You too, huh? I had resolved to go to sleep early, so as to rest up for WisCon. So of course I wound up watching the Reduced Shakespeare Company DVD. More than once, even.

Eh. Sleep now. Did you make it back down from low orbit, or was it merely, um, wossname? Apogee?

[kiya]

Not sure. I've been having weird&unfortunate formless anxiety all day. May be related.