*drag drag drag*

[railenthe]

First off, I wanna offer a much appreciated thanks to everyone who was worried about me the last three days.  My extended absence is less of my leg and more of me being a derp: I left my computer at a friend’s place, where I was doing freelance housekeeping.  I didn’t think that was so bad—after all, there would be time to go back and snag it after a while—

 

Except that it also turned out that I had also left my phone there.

I’ve spent most of the last few days stuck in the dark ages, and it didn’t much bother me lately: being heavily doped on my pain medication and busy making bread, I didn’t think about it.  Also, I didn’t think about my draft, either: that was kind of nice.  Didn’t think about the somewhere nearabouts 10K more words it’ll take from “Winner” to “Completed Zero Draft.”

 

The second day in, though, I started getting the twitches.  “I haven’t checked LJ!”  “I haven’t answered messages on Facebook!”  “I haven’t blocked the insert-number-here spambot that keeps filling my Twitter page with links to porn!” “SWEET MERCY I HAVEN’T CHECKED THE KINK MEME.”  I activated my old flip phone with a fifteen-buck prepay pin number, called people to let them know I was off-radar, felt guilty about going AWOL right after getting injured, and then put the phone down because the thing’s so old it had started to burn my hand.  Let me tell you, going to grab my phone and its junk could not have come soon enough.

 

Got the thing back today: my phone, and my computer.  Gave the BF his early gift—a copy of FFII—and played probably more UMvC3 than was good for me—

(What?  Vergil’s smoking hot.  And his brother ain’t bad either.  Yes I know they’re twins and yes I think Vergil’s just a tad hotter.  Well usually.  Not to mention that you can confuse the living hell out of people when you have Dante in Vergil’s coat and Vergil in Dante’s.  DEMON TWIN SWAP BABY.  There’s something else I get to do now: watch DMC Let’s Plays.)


There were other things that came up over the last few days, among them a decided feeling of “MEH.”  I think the BF is going to lose his patience (again) but he’s pulled enough shenanigans in the past that it’s stopped affecting me.  It just makes me feel so “MEH” that, much like Cat-Duck, I give not a—well, yeah.  Meh, I’ll give it until I’m off the painkillers again.  Maybe this time around it’s those.

 

---

 

And now rambling.

 

It’s damn cold out lately.  It’s kind of chilly in the apartment—if there were room to take my A/C out of the window, it’d be better, but there isn’t any place for it to go right now? that chunk of pantry is now occupied by a table and a bin of pots and pans.  I’ll cover it somehow.  Preferably BEFORE it freezes over.  On the upside, this giant hotel-style blanket is very nice when it gets like this.

 

They have me on light duty at work, due to my leg.  Right now that basically means ‘just enough time to not lose my insurance.’  I’m trying not to stress out about it.  That’ll get me nowhere.  Besides—from the ranting I heard from the other housekeepers today, I think a shakeup’s in the wind.  So, again, I won’t worry about that.

 

I’m wondering if I can spend this Christmas with my folks.  I haven’t spent a full holiday with them since we actually reconciled, and I haven’t seen my folks in three weeks—and that time we happened to be going to the same place and saved a trip by combining it, all business.  It’s not that I dislike his folks, but I miss mine.  …there’s something that never would have been said four years ago.  But that’s all behind us now.  If it happens, I’ll see if I can provide dinner rolls.  I make a mean sweet roll.  Not as in a dessert roll, but a sweet bread roll.  The kind that you just pick up and eat as is, nothing to go with it but a glass of iced milk.

 

…You know what I notice?  I ramble a lot when I’m stuck offline for a chunk of time.  I’ll shut up now and get some sleep.

 

And, I know I don’t say this enough, but—you guys are all awesome.  You know that?

 

Well, now you know.

 

Now, where’s my giant pillow, ACE bandage, and Tiger Balm®?  I’m ready for a good' night’s rest…

Comments

Off topic but I am so glad to have a Zoicite icon now, especially a Ho Yay one at that...

[toffeethesnob.livejournal.com]

Well I'm glad to know you're okay!

Christmas plans are hard to make; I still don't entirely know what I'm doing this year even though I'm having it with my parents. (Well I still live at home so it's to be expected...Hey I don't have the means to live independently at the moment and it's damn hard to find a suitable living space in London.) Though following the Japan trend of Christmas at KFC intrigues me, even though I find it overpriced and rather meh.