Hippo, birdie, two ewes...
2009-12-07 08:13 am ...to
blackfyr!!!! Have a great one!!
Not really a bad day, on the whole, but not all that great either. Really good in the middle, when I took the YD to her photo shoot. That was fun!
But I woke up remembering bits of a dream where I went into a melt-down in a laundry room because the drier was full of soggy clothes, and there was a shallow sink on top of the drier full of soggy clothes, and there was another load in my hands that for some reason I couldn't put back in the washer. Huh?
And at 8:45pm I found myself feeling vaguely sad and out-of-it, possibly because I wasn't doing anything, just staring blankly at my to-do list, and possibly because I hadn't had a walk. I was calmer and basically ok by 11ish, though with a tension headache that I haven't tracked down the cause of yet.
I went to bed around 11:45, got to sleep nearly an hour later after some nice cuddle and conversation, and was awakened at 3:30 by the fire alarm. My best guess at the moment is either a dead battery or an insect nesting in the damned thing. I never got back to sleep.
Let's start the links off with
haikujaguar, and a post
about underrated
gifts. Which I got to from her Christmas
Wishlist, which is remarkable for asking for such practical but
inexpensive things as recipes, links, reviews, and tip jars. That segues
naturally into her book The
Aphorisms of Kherishdar, which I finished reading online in the dark
hours of the morning, and immediately ordered the hardcopy of. I probably
shouldn't visit Amazon when I'm sleep-deprived and decaffeinated, should
I? But I think one of the best gifts you can give an artist is to buy one
of their works. See above.
On a couple of ongoing River topics, here's a different and very
sensible take on The
Stages of Grief, and a comment by
kyrielle: "...But it's easy for people to
assume I'm an extrovert because, hey, talkative and not visibly shy. (Not
the same thing at all as introvert, but people do tend to mix the two in
their minds sometimes.)"