Aah, useless.

[changeling]

I didn't sleep well last night. At some stage I got up to go to the lavatory, then Steph got up some time later, switching on the Nazi-prison-camp searchlight we have installed above our bed to find her way to the door and back again – wuss. I can't wait until we have bought soft Tiffany-inspired bedside lamps (I'm not sure if I've told Steph this is what we are getting yet, but since "we" apparently have a whole lot of ideas for our wedding that I swear I've only heard half of*, this is frankly small fry) so I don't waken up in the middle of the night expecting to be slapped around with a fawn-coloured leather glove with men with moustaches and dodgy accents screaming "CONFESS! CONFESS!"

I woke up a whole lot after that, but in a vague kind of way, so that when the alarm went off in the morning I wasn't sure if I'd really woken up every ten minutes, or merely dreamt half the wakenings. Steph left me in bed out of pity, and I must say I can't really remember the hour or so after the alarm, except I think I babbled at her incoherently for a bit.

Finally woke up at 8.30. Still felt ill from lack of sleep. Spent about 2 hours accidentally reading Understanding Comics (Steph left it on our kitchen table) instead of doing anything useful, like say, having breakfast, or showering.

That's been pretty much my day, but I did manage to investigate getting our stupidly blunt knives sharpened.

My girlfriend's just come to pick me up. I know this, because I heard a disembodied voice calling my name from the other side of the shelving "wall" that makes up our office. Creepy.


Oh, and because I did:
--Go to Google.com
--Click on Maps.
--Click on "get Directions".
--From New York
--To London

--And read line # 23.

If you laugh, repost this.


* Sometimes Steph has conversations with me that go on in her head. Sometimes I forget the conversations we have had. Sometimes S claims the latter when I KNOW the case is the former. Sometimes I probably argue it's the former when I have simply forgotten.

Comments

[hespa.livejournal.com]

Spent about 2 hours accidentally reading Understanding Comics (Steph left it on our kitchen table) instead of doing anything useful, like say, having breakfast, or showering.

**laughs appreciatively**

Well, I'm glad it's not just me, at any rate.

Should I mention the time in primary school I was sent to the library on an errand and never came back? It really hasn't changed much since...

[dorukai.livejournal.com]

What are you thoughts on Understanding Comics?

[watersusurrus.livejournal.com]

Well either you're very forgetful (we have lots of evidence to support this claim - evidence we both accept) or I'm back shit crazy and some of my favourite discussions with you never happened at all! :(

[watersusurrus.livejournal.com]

bat shit!

[delirieuse.livejournal.com]

Sweetie, I said that it's both. Mostly me forgetting, mixed with a couple of "I totally told you about that. No wait, I just thought about it lots."

[delirieuse.livejournal.com]

I really enjoy it. Think it's very clever. I didn't re-read it all the way through this time, though. I had work to get to. :)

[delirieuse.livejournal.com]

No bat shit, babe. Only worm castings. :D

[dorukai.livejournal.com]

Hehe, I think it also thinks it's very clever :D

I've got the sequel too, but haven't gotten around to reading it yet. Hmm!

[delirieuse.livejournal.com]

Tell me about it.

The next day she left out 1602. :D