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Nov. 21st, 2011 10:09 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
yuuagoToday is the beginning of my last week at this temp job. So many mixed feelings! Not gonna' lie, there's a lot of things I'll miss about it, and having money is only one of them. But that's not really important right now, I guess. Still have a week to go!
On a more frivolous note: I haven't bitten my nails in about a month. It feels great, man. I've always bitten my nails, but now I've just stopped. My hands haven't looked so good in my entire life. It sounds stupid, but I'm really, really proud of myself. Mind you, the only way I can stop myself from biting is by wearing nail polish. But, I got used to that pretty quick. Right now they're a lovely shade of blue (not sure what you'd call this... it's kind of a Finnish-flag blue, hah).
I think I might soon be inspired to start writing poetry again. Something stirred in my head yesterday, but it isn't quite ready to be written down yet. I'll tuck it under my hat for a while and let it grow, so to speak. It'll be interesting to write that sort of thing again, though - I haven't done it in quite a while. Maybe it's because lately I've been trying to write such long stories; maybe my brain is rebelling and telling me to write something different instead.
Lately I keep feeling this urge to draw back and be non-social and just curl up in bed and sleep. It has less to do with not wanting to talk to people, and more to do with the weather, I think. It's cold and it's dark and I want to hibernate like a bear (or a Moomin!). Alternately, curl up in bed with a book and some coffee and not come out until spring.
On a more frivolous note: I haven't bitten my nails in about a month. It feels great, man. I've always bitten my nails, but now I've just stopped. My hands haven't looked so good in my entire life. It sounds stupid, but I'm really, really proud of myself. Mind you, the only way I can stop myself from biting is by wearing nail polish. But, I got used to that pretty quick. Right now they're a lovely shade of blue (not sure what you'd call this... it's kind of a Finnish-flag blue, hah).
I think I might soon be inspired to start writing poetry again. Something stirred in my head yesterday, but it isn't quite ready to be written down yet. I'll tuck it under my hat for a while and let it grow, so to speak. It'll be interesting to write that sort of thing again, though - I haven't done it in quite a while. Maybe it's because lately I've been trying to write such long stories; maybe my brain is rebelling and telling me to write something different instead.
Lately I keep feeling this urge to draw back and be non-social and just curl up in bed and sleep. It has less to do with not wanting to talk to people, and more to do with the weather, I think. It's cold and it's dark and I want to hibernate like a bear (or a Moomin!). Alternately, curl up in bed with a book and some coffee and not come out until spring.
Yuu. Fic writer & book lover. M/Canada.