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lovefromgirlUtterly worn out by something. You probably have it figured out already. I wish the dratted thing would just get here already so's I can get on with my life.
Adalyne swiped me late last night -- didn't see her on my bed, so I put my hand down in the wrong place and voila. I've got a scratch that goes from the second knuckle down on my left pinky to the middle of the back of the left edge of that hand.
Beautiful dreams last night. Left me quite forlorn, as once again I didn't want to wake up. Also left me a little weepy. Dammit. WEAKNESS. *shakes fist at subconscious* At least at night I'm guaranteed some fun. Despite all this, would not trade those dreams for any others. I want to have them again and again.
I thought I'd have so much to describe, but the truth is that there hasn't been anything to write about. L. has gone on holiday, so I shan't expect to hear much from him -- let him enjoy his time off. Mandie isn't talking to me, apparently. Elaine will be asleep about now. Rynnie needs all the hugs she can get and I am not there to give them. Papa's still writing more than I am, the fiend; he should take my place in Tim's workshop because I don't think I want to work much right now. Since the Grand Deletion, I haven't had the energy to recreate everything. Tim wants fifty bloody pages and I don't have them. Argh.
Nikki: what would you like on your tiny!banner?
To my uni-bound friends who just took A-levels: Congratulations. I'm very proud of all of you.
Going to putter around my room now.
Blue
Adalyne swiped me late last night -- didn't see her on my bed, so I put my hand down in the wrong place and voila. I've got a scratch that goes from the second knuckle down on my left pinky to the middle of the back of the left edge of that hand.
Beautiful dreams last night. Left me quite forlorn, as once again I didn't want to wake up. Also left me a little weepy. Dammit. WEAKNESS. *shakes fist at subconscious* At least at night I'm guaranteed some fun. Despite all this, would not trade those dreams for any others. I want to have them again and again.
I thought I'd have so much to describe, but the truth is that there hasn't been anything to write about. L. has gone on holiday, so I shan't expect to hear much from him -- let him enjoy his time off. Mandie isn't talking to me, apparently. Elaine will be asleep about now. Rynnie needs all the hugs she can get and I am not there to give them. Papa's still writing more than I am, the fiend; he should take my place in Tim's workshop because I don't think I want to work much right now. Since the Grand Deletion, I haven't had the energy to recreate everything. Tim wants fifty bloody pages and I don't have them. Argh.
Nikki: what would you like on your tiny!banner?
To my uni-bound friends who just took A-levels: Congratulations. I'm very proud of all of you.
Going to putter around my room now.
Blue