A short list...
Apr. 4th, 2007 02:43 pmI'm thinking: About sea turtles again. One of my cow-irkers brought up my vacation again. *siiiigh* I sure do like them sea turtles, huh?
I'm wincing: Because I did some gentle sit-ups this morning and my scar didn't like it so much. Apparently gentle isn't gentle enough. Or Lord Voldemort is acting up again, whichever. Danm you, Lord Voldemort...(actually it's not really bad, just sort of an irritating, "slightly sore, don't do that so much, willya?" kinda feeling.)
I'm drinking: Looseleaf tea since I'm outta bags. I must buy drinkables, it seems.
I'm convincing: Myself that I don't need any chocolate right now. Okay, it's not really that convincing at all...*drools with choccy need*
I'm planning: To check out the wall paint swatches at my local paint shop for my new living room and bedroom. They sit in the window of that store, so very tempting.
I'm plotting: to buy many, many cardboard boxes and see exactly how many pounds of books I own. Yikes...
I'm spinning: some grey coopworth with a little gold glitter twisted in. Just enough to glint a touch in the sun.
I'm knitting: a glamrockish red and black striped scrf with silver eyelash yarn in the black. Ziggy Played Guitar, bebeh...
I'm dreaming: all kinds of very odd things. More dreams about street festivals and art spaces in Northeast. I really hope they're prophetic; they're always so cool...
And that's the truth. Pbbbbth...
I'm wincing: Because I did some gentle sit-ups this morning and my scar didn't like it so much. Apparently gentle isn't gentle enough. Or Lord Voldemort is acting up again, whichever. Danm you, Lord Voldemort...(actually it's not really bad, just sort of an irritating, "slightly sore, don't do that so much, willya?" kinda feeling.)
I'm drinking: Looseleaf tea since I'm outta bags. I must buy drinkables, it seems.
I'm convincing: Myself that I don't need any chocolate right now. Okay, it's not really that convincing at all...*drools with choccy need*
I'm planning: To check out the wall paint swatches at my local paint shop for my new living room and bedroom. They sit in the window of that store, so very tempting.
I'm plotting: to buy many, many cardboard boxes and see exactly how many pounds of books I own. Yikes...
I'm spinning: some grey coopworth with a little gold glitter twisted in. Just enough to glint a touch in the sun.
I'm knitting: a glamrockish red and black striped scrf with silver eyelash yarn in the black. Ziggy Played Guitar, bebeh...
I'm dreaming: all kinds of very odd things. More dreams about street festivals and art spaces in Northeast. I really hope they're prophetic; they're always so cool...
And that's the truth. Pbbbbth...