December 10th, 2006

Rainbow || Rainbow northern lights.

Yeah, so.

Snoopy's party:

Awesome. I did read in the closet for a while., literally. Yeah. But it was fun and it was what I wanted to do.

Dancing was awesome. Got a bit lonely every once in a while but I had my book as a constant friend, so that was nice.


The pageant will be interesting. Watching other people work with the children was rather amusing. I'm just glad I didn't have to myself. The shepherds are very funny.

I like nice, warm, squeezy hugs. When I think of them I think "Winter Hugs" 'cause it makes me think of wearing all that extra padding in the form of comforting winter clothing--the jackets, mittens, hats, scarves, ear muffs, wool socks, boots, etc. And it just makes me smile.

I love winter hugs.

I love them in winter, summer, spring, and autumn.
Rainbow || Rainbow northern lights.


So, Bethaloupe is coming over. Sleeping over. Fun.

And I really want to lounge around, but I want my room to be clean. Not that it's messy. I'm just all "al;skdjf ;aoiwejflkasjdfl;akwjer Please Be Perfect Without Making My Throbbing Head Explode, kayTHANKS."

And I really want to write.

There's this scene playing in my head and I want to find out where it goes. Down into the rabbit's hole, I suppose...

I miss going down there with my writing. Haven't for a while.

So, yeah. The character (whom I don't even know) is all, "you really want to write me, don't you? Dontchyadontchya? C'mon, write meeeeee."

And yes, I want to write her. I just wish she would hush for a minute so my mind could be still.

Which reminds me of an amazingly awesome quote.

Writing is a socially acceptable form of schizophrenia. ~E.L. Doctorow

Welcome to my life.