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June 26th, 2004

shadesong: (Sick Hippo)
Saturday, June 26th, 2004 11:09 am
* I am baking cookies for the Writing Marathon. Yes. The molasses cookies. Don't you wish you were there? I thought so.

I do not approach the stove often. But when I do, it's worth it.

And actually, it's [livejournal.com profile] yendi who's handling the stove part, because I am once again not allowed.

* I have an exasperated sense of amusement about being the girl whose doctors say, "But that doesn't make sense..." and "That's not supposed to happen..." Because, y'know, it figures. *laugh* At least they're certain of the lesion, the way-too-small hippocampus, the cause of the seizures. That much is textbook temporal lobe epilepsy. It's the side effects that confuse them. Also the fact that they dropped my dose 1/4 and my lamotrigine levels dropped over 1/2. That confused them. *laugh*

* I fell asleep about 8:30ish last night. I've been exhausted by around 6 every night this week. My body is telling me to lay the hell down.

* I couldn't find the images I was supposed to find for the Writing Marathon project. Wanted to print them, but fell asleep. Thank you for the offer, though, [livejournal.com profile] beagledance... maybe sometime else soon? I do wanna do the project.

* Speaking of pics, I finally go the Vegas ones uploaded last night. w00t. Will post maybe later this weekend.

Okay. Back to cookies!
shadesong: (Writing - XanaDuMalion)
Saturday, June 26th, 2004 08:32 pm
My goodness, I'm hyper tonight.

Wrting all day. Writing is of the good.

I fell into Alanna's head, which is a very strange place to be - and got a look at exactly how her logic functions. She doesn't understand that killing Michael and the rest of the Hallorans, and ordering the Purges that decimated the city and nearly obliterating House Tamra - that that was a bad thing. She just, with hindsight, realizes that killing Ryan's lover in front of him - even though she didn't know they were lovers at the time - was a bad idea.

Because now he doesn't like her.

Yeah.

There's more. And there's more that I didn't read to the group. But. Yes. Wrote lots and lots of other stuff too.

And now I'm allll hyper.

I think that I shall perhaps try to go walk off the hyper.

EDIT: 5 minutes later, crash. No hyper. Exhaustion. Whee?