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Jun. 22nd, 2024 02:55 pmIs that even a thing anymore? The last time I was active on a journaling site at all was back when iPads were the shiny new thing. At any rate, if it’s gone out of style I’m all about the vintage stuff anyway so here you go.
1. No matter how many times I visit my little mamacita, I always manage to forget how much spending a week plus on West Coast time messes with my circadian clock when I return to home!state.
I would like to stop falling asleep at 3 AM and getting up at 11 please and thank you. I would ideally like to do so yesterday, given I’m supposed to be at church at 9:30 tomorrow morning for a Daughters meeting (will our heroine actually make it to church? Jury still out) and back in the office at Institute of Higher Learning on Tuesday. Good times. Whee.
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2. Pursuant to item #1 The Empress stayed here in town with some barn friends and is emphatically NOT on West Coast time. She gently awakened me at 6 AM by barking in my face demanding a walk. Which she got, because if The Empress ain’t happy there ain’t no going back to sleep.
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3. Approximately ten years late to the party but yours truly has fallen headfirst into the Grishaverse. What started as “hmm, that looks like something interesting to read on the plane” (Russian-flavored magic and a badass, reluctant heroine? Count me in) has turned into me bingeing half the second book in the course of 24 hours. Since I’m a (very) slow reader that’s saying something.
Trying to pace myself because I know I’m going to be Very Sad when I don’t have any books left in the series that I haven’t read.
Is this going to be an “I like it so much I can’t bring myself to write fic for it” kind of fandom or an “I’d like to literally move here so let me write ALL the fic” kind of fandom?
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4. As befits someone who’s just come home from a trip I’ve spent most of today doing laundry. Laundry is the scourge of my existence, second only to grocery shopping.
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5. I’m on dinner-and-turnout duty at The Farm this afternoon. It is very (very!) hot but at least I’m told there is a near-endless supply of popsicles in the freezer and a bunch of the resident horses are at a show for the weekend. Also most of the boarders who aren’t showing don’t want to deal with the heat so I should be able to suffer in blessed solitude at least. And with that, I’m off to gird my loins, collect the dogs, and go do farm girl things.
1. No matter how many times I visit my little mamacita, I always manage to forget how much spending a week plus on West Coast time messes with my circadian clock when I return to home!state.
I would like to stop falling asleep at 3 AM and getting up at 11 please and thank you. I would ideally like to do so yesterday, given I’m supposed to be at church at 9:30 tomorrow morning for a Daughters meeting (will our heroine actually make it to church? Jury still out) and back in the office at Institute of Higher Learning on Tuesday. Good times. Whee.
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2. Pursuant to item #1 The Empress stayed here in town with some barn friends and is emphatically NOT on West Coast time. She gently awakened me at 6 AM by barking in my face demanding a walk. Which she got, because if The Empress ain’t happy there ain’t no going back to sleep.
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3. Approximately ten years late to the party but yours truly has fallen headfirst into the Grishaverse. What started as “hmm, that looks like something interesting to read on the plane” (Russian-flavored magic and a badass, reluctant heroine? Count me in) has turned into me bingeing half the second book in the course of 24 hours. Since I’m a (very) slow reader that’s saying something.
Trying to pace myself because I know I’m going to be Very Sad when I don’t have any books left in the series that I haven’t read.
Is this going to be an “I like it so much I can’t bring myself to write fic for it” kind of fandom or an “I’d like to literally move here so let me write ALL the fic” kind of fandom?
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4. As befits someone who’s just come home from a trip I’ve spent most of today doing laundry. Laundry is the scourge of my existence, second only to grocery shopping.
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5. I’m on dinner-and-turnout duty at The Farm this afternoon. It is very (very!) hot but at least I’m told there is a near-endless supply of popsicles in the freezer and a bunch of the resident horses are at a show for the weekend. Also most of the boarders who aren’t showing don’t want to deal with the heat so I should be able to suffer in blessed solitude at least. And with that, I’m off to gird my loins, collect the dogs, and go do farm girl things.
