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‘Til the Landslide…

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My desk is starting to get all disorganised and mishy-mashy again. As long as things don’t fall off, I don’t really care that much right now. I would ideally like to get it sorted again in the near future, but that’s contingent on feeling vaguely like a human. I don’t feel that human right now, so. And now a couple… Read more »

The Latest in Fashion

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Littlerbit starts nursery next month, and one of the things that they are required to have at school is a pair of wellies for wet play. Littler loves wellies, so popped them on the second she got near them. I don’t know why it charms me so that she can put them on by herself, but she can. She didn’t… Read more »

Let Them Eat Cake

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Before we put them to bed, Littler decided that I was a climbing frame. This included her using my legs as a slide a couple of times after I made the mistake of doing it to her once. Whups. *chuckles* It was sweet though. I’m glad that she was feeling well enough to want to cuddle and play. It won’t… Read more »

Peek At You!

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Or Pikachu. Har har har, I’m hilarious. <__< But I liked the whole part of myself in the mirror, ’cause yanno, fancy mirror. It’s fun. I have done an incredibly good job of doing nothing today — huzzah! It took me all freaking day to get my morning writing done, but that was fine. That time was ‘wasted’ playing Prison… Read more »

Annoying the Cat

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Really though, annoying cats is fab, ha ha. She is very fond of sitting on the cushions atop the couch and surveying all that she reigns over. We had to put the red blanket there because she’s been doing some massive damage to our freaking new leather couch when she was trying to get traction for her tubby little body,… Read more »

Starting Over

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I sat down and frogged the shawl this afternoon. I’ve now restarted, and I am much happier for it. I am also making myself not count the stitches obsessively every row right now, because that’s probably just going to work out better than me yelping at every single potential error. No, instead I’m going to take it slowly and patiently,… Read more »

Natty Braid

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Every night when I go to bed, I put my hair back in a braid. It helps me keep my hair out of my way when I sleep. I used to push pull it back in a ponytail, but it was putting really uncomfortably pressure on the back of my head for some reason. I normally take it out in… Read more »

I’m Still Me

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One thing Smallhausen was worried about with me getting new glasses and recolouring my hair is that I would, somehow, no longer be myself. She was patting my hair earlier and declaring it still not to be red (the butt <3), but that I was still me. That was good. Even if it was a silly quasi-fear, I wasn’t going… Read more »

The Not-Quite Faceplant

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I was feeling the brain fog hard this morning. Like, it took me over half an hour of blinking before I could get my body moving out of bed. I felt a bit bad about it ’cause Z had to get Smallhausen to school, and there I was, unintentionally taking my sweet time. Hopefully I’ll feel more human after the… Read more »

Attempting Order out of Disorder

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Alas, the things I’m trying to sort aren’t exactly this half of my desk, ha ha. I *DID* finally sit down and finish inventorying my wool supplies, so that was pleasing. Hah, so of course I stand up and try to move things around a little bit. It’s still pretty bad, but it’s just that little bit more ordered. I… Read more »