If I Go Insane, Please Don't Pur Your Wires In My Brain....

[said_scarlett]

Nothing like waking up to a bloody nose. Especially nothing like waking up to a bloody nose when your eye mask cord is tangled in your hair, and you can't get it off, and all you know is there's warm wet stuff all over you and it's pitch black and you're still vaguely remembering lucid-bordering-on-hypnogogic hallucination dreams about living with a roommate who has homicidal tendencies and a clowder of ghost cats outside....

It was a confusing wake up session, let's just leave it at that.

Apparently my dad ramped up the central air last night, which is what caused my nose bleed.

Idiot lawyers are at first amusing, then sad, then just damn frustrating.

I am going to finish my workroom today, no matter what.

I also think I'm going to be done with the first Artemis Fowl book soon! I've, ah, been keeping it in the bathroom to ensure I'm able to read at least a page or two at a time throughout the day. And completely forgetting to make any mention of it! Usually I'm all over talking about new books I'm reading, but I've got so much else on my mind! I've been enjoying it, though!

RP friends, I should be getting back to things this weekend! Though I might have Tamaki take a night off the Clinic, since I don't think there's any way I'd be able to keep up with that.

In my dream, I also argued with attilatehbun over whether or not hemerine had ever actually been a word or not* - we were playing ritual Scrabble. I don't know. That's one dream I don't understand.

*Yes, it was a real word, but it fell out of use sometime in the mid 1700s, I believe.

Comments

[attilatehbun.livejournal.com]

Well, was I right or were you right? The curiosity is literally killing me.

[theladyfeylene.livejournal.com]

I was. You kept trying to tell me I was getting it confused with haemacine. But then you took a picture out the window and all the creepy ghost cats showed up so we fled to the beach.

[attilatehbun.livejournal.com]

Hey, at least I'm getting to go to the beach somehow, even if it is in someone else's dreams.

Btw, did you get the letter I sent you?

[theladyfeylene.livejournal.com]

It wasn't a happy beach. I don't know what's up with my subconscious lately.

...No? :( But you know how flakey the mail is here, it'll probably show up late.