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Dreaming of You
So I scroll through my friends list for the... 9th or 10th time today... and still only a couple new entries. Most that I don't care about. Gah! I'm addicted to LJ... or something... maybe it's just that I forget how many times I've updated in a day and keep going back. Still, I literally check my Friends 5-10 times a day... is that bad?
I went to a Poetry reading tonight, so CW won't be so terrible. Before said reading I wrote a couple of mini-poems... titled "クラヴィス" and "オリヴィエ". My brain really is one-track of late. In these poems I found out that I write /naturally/ in 7 and 8 syllable lines, exclusively. So very wierd. The reading was good, the non-fiction was actually better. Though it was deeply personal to me in parts. Arella issues, gotta love 'em.
Right... so Beeken-sensei is preparing to kill me... I can see her plotting. And all I want to do is curl up in a little ball and not think, EVER.
Good news: I now have /all/ the fabric for the Super Sneaky Project. And it all matches! As well as can be expected anyway... *dances* It's already cost me about $100... but no more fabric to buy. ^_^
There were other things I wanted to say. For one: I looked up a great many Koyasu Takehito sites today. Remembered just how cool and pretty he really is, and why I love him. I also had the great revelation that Olivie is 5' 11" (without heels, I think) Which means that even if I'm in three inch heels he's taller than me. Also, he's not impossibly skinny... since he's 20 lbs heavier than Austin was and a couple inches shorter. And then I realize that I'm talking about a fictional character... *sigh* Why? Now I understand Nate's pain.
I'd better get to work. Before this gets any worse than it already is...
I went to a Poetry reading tonight, so CW won't be so terrible. Before said reading I wrote a couple of mini-poems... titled "クラヴィス" and "オリヴィエ". My brain really is one-track of late. In these poems I found out that I write /naturally/ in 7 and 8 syllable lines, exclusively. So very wierd. The reading was good, the non-fiction was actually better. Though it was deeply personal to me in parts. Arella issues, gotta love 'em.
Right... so Beeken-sensei is preparing to kill me... I can see her plotting. And all I want to do is curl up in a little ball and not think, EVER.
Good news: I now have /all/ the fabric for the Super Sneaky Project. And it all matches! As well as can be expected anyway... *dances* It's already cost me about $100... but no more fabric to buy. ^_^
There were other things I wanted to say. For one: I looked up a great many Koyasu Takehito sites today. Remembered just how cool and pretty he really is, and why I love him. I also had the great revelation that Olivie is 5' 11" (without heels, I think) Which means that even if I'm in three inch heels he's taller than me. Also, he's not impossibly skinny... since he's 20 lbs heavier than Austin was and a couple inches shorter. And then I realize that I'm talking about a fictional character... *sigh* Why? Now I understand Nate's pain.
I'd better get to work. Before this gets any worse than it already is...