Urgh, I've had an absolutely awful night. I've had an extremely stressful and tiring past few weeks and I was really looking forward to today, as I had nothing to do and the clocks went back, meaning I had all the time in the world to sleep in and just relax. Then my body decided to go NO LOL SICK, resulting in a restless night and feeling like utter **** when I rolled out of bed. Curse you body, I just want to get back to normal...
On the plus side, later today I'm going to an animal shelter to see about adopting a pet, whee.
We actually got blacklisted by the Jehovah's witnesses for years. Apparently when I was a baby two of them turned up on our doorstep and refused to leave. When one put his foot over the threshold my mother went Mama Bear on their asses. They didn't call on us again for nearly 20 years
Oh no! Everyone in the n.hemisphere seems to be getting winter-transition colds!
Hope you recover quickly Raya!
A pet!! And pet hugging! The best cold-medicine. Yes. *nods*
Your mum sounds fierce! Mama Bear is a great descriptor!
We haven't had any J.W visitors since.......since mum displayed my 1st year art project in the window next to the front door. It's three little clay (from the creek) sculptures of cross legged peeps with antlers, hole eyes and bizarre arm positions. One is dripping with pink glitter, the other black tar-like goo, and the middle one is plain, with a ruby-gem eye. (In the original piece, they were each perched on a clump of grassy soil, mounted on scientific tripods)
I called the piece the (Un)Holy Trinity, (such waffle! I really just wanted to make clay things but the religious slant sounded more 'artsy') and it got top grades at Uni....I guess the J.W just can't appreciate fine art
hehehe....
Weirdly though, the wrens are obsessed with them, and sit/fly at them from the other side of the window O___O I'm a little scared to throw them away, in case they come back and haunt me. Maybe I needed a Mama Bear instead of spooky idols.....
If it makes you feel any better about sleep n stuff, I've been up all night writing an essay, then printing it into a book that I made and bound, and my printer prints crooked ;___; John Baskerville would be rolling in his grave, poor bloke. Apparently it took nearly 120 years for him to be buried properly, after being looted and opened and stored in a shop and smuggled into a crypt... Eeeeek.
But the teacher said No Bibliographies, Just Hand In Your Research (?) so I've spent quite a while photocopying all the pages of a large book that I used. Happy reading, Miss K.
Man, I hope she doesn't teach third year....I don't want to face her after horrendously trolling her like this!!!
Heh. We got Jehovah's witnesses on the door one time, and they were pretty nice. Usually I dislike talking to misionaries, but I was actually so impressed and suprised they even found our house I didn't have the time to get annoyed.
On another point, instead of sleeping today I wrote One Piece fanfiction.
It's one of the best things I've written.
It's about snails.
They're usually pretty nice, but they always turn up when I'm in my pajamas, then either A. Insist on coming inside, or B. Awkwardly stare at my...t-shirt >:/ hmmm but that's basically describing
all early visitors really u___u
SNAILS. MY GOSH.