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People are very strange. And that's all I shall say on a certain matter.
It's quite early, but already the sky is very bright. I can hear birds singing. I think it will be a good day!
I'm not entirely sure of everything I'll be doing today, but cleaning will be involved, and also a long walk. I'm not quite sure where exactly. I have half a mind to find my way down to a certain park - it's a long way, but, I've a feeling it will be nice out today, so that's no matter! On the other hand, I've been meaning to make my way to the used book store, because I've been struck with the desire to re-read The Great Gatsby after discussing it with a certain anon. So, who knows. I guess I'll make my decision after lunch - and today I will have a proper lunch; I'm promising myself that. Perhaps I'll take my camera with me.
I also plan to catch up on the things I owe people. Once all of that is finished, I can throw myself into the Union fic. I really want to get it done - not just because I've been sitting on it, but also because it's been a while since I wrote anything substantial. Further, I kind of want to de-lurk at the Kalmarunionen comm, and I think that using something substantial like that would be a good way to do it. Up 'till this point, I haven't really written anything completely nordic-centric, except. Like. Porn. Uh. So. Yes.
Hmm, I think I should put some of my things into storage. I still have some of my cold weather clothes out, and it's taking up space in my closet. Sigh. I'll still need a few sweaters and such, for cold days and evenings, but most of it can go up in storage. Ugh, my quilts, too... why do I still have this stuff out? Pff, I fail. Should have moved it a month ago.
... There seem to be people hanging out in the foyer, and I am very very confused. More than one person. I hear them talking, but I can't make out what they're saying. It's possible that it's someone who lives here, who forgot their key - but in that case, wouldn't they be banging on the door? *blink* I don't understand. Seems to be two people just chilling. It's way too early for it to be people who were supposed to work on the basement... It's a mystery, and I certainly don't intend to solve this mystery, because it's far too early in the morning for this nonsense.
It's quite early, but already the sky is very bright. I can hear birds singing. I think it will be a good day!
I'm not entirely sure of everything I'll be doing today, but cleaning will be involved, and also a long walk. I'm not quite sure where exactly. I have half a mind to find my way down to a certain park - it's a long way, but, I've a feeling it will be nice out today, so that's no matter! On the other hand, I've been meaning to make my way to the used book store, because I've been struck with the desire to re-read The Great Gatsby after discussing it with a certain anon. So, who knows. I guess I'll make my decision after lunch - and today I will have a proper lunch; I'm promising myself that. Perhaps I'll take my camera with me.
I also plan to catch up on the things I owe people. Once all of that is finished, I can throw myself into the Union fic. I really want to get it done - not just because I've been sitting on it, but also because it's been a while since I wrote anything substantial. Further, I kind of want to de-lurk at the Kalmarunionen comm, and I think that using something substantial like that would be a good way to do it. Up 'till this point, I haven't really written anything completely nordic-centric, except. Like. Porn. Uh. So. Yes.
Hmm, I think I should put some of my things into storage. I still have some of my cold weather clothes out, and it's taking up space in my closet. Sigh. I'll still need a few sweaters and such, for cold days and evenings, but most of it can go up in storage. Ugh, my quilts, too... why do I still have this stuff out? Pff, I fail. Should have moved it a month ago.
... There seem to be people hanging out in the foyer, and I am very very confused. More than one person. I hear them talking, but I can't make out what they're saying. It's possible that it's someone who lives here, who forgot their key - but in that case, wouldn't they be banging on the door? *blink* I don't understand. Seems to be two people just chilling. It's way too early for it to be people who were supposed to work on the basement... It's a mystery, and I certainly don't intend to solve this mystery, because it's far too early in the morning for this nonsense.
Yuu. Fic writer & book lover. M/Canada.