Reading a fic
and one of the characters is mulling over how much the other matters to them and I think you myself, “Oh goodness, you don’t know you’re sleeping together?”
-brain has been loopy for days-
January 2012
Norman Reedus Spam
you’re welcome.
(Hah, not apologizing, I just enriched your life with pictures of that delicious and talented man.)
i am sherlocked: 6 stages of fangirling →
flordemort.tumblr.com
- discovery
“who is that sex god and why haven’t i noticed him before”- research
“i have to find out everything about him omg what is his full name what is his birthday do you think he has a wife does he have children does he like jam does he like cats i wonder what photos there are of him is…
Sleep update
I managed to get around 8 hours from midnight to 8 am, but of course I had to wake up a few times to get Rowen settled. She decided she was bored of me sleeping at 8 am, and after that I just had to give up, lol.
Might try for a nap later today, but I feel like my sleep schedule is all upside down at this point.
Before I forget
Husband pointed to a tv on a shelf at best buy and asked me which HP movie it was and it actually took me a whole half a minute to figure it out. Signs I am dead sleepy.
Sleeeeeeep
Since 10 am on Thursday, I’ve had less than 6 hours of sleep. The longest I’ve slept at a time was two to two and a half hours. The rest has been in fits and starts.
So…6 hours of down time in 50 hours. I feel….a lot of things. Mainly just loopy, I haven’t been sleepy the whole time, just running on pure need to be awake.
Got a lot done and down 3 pounds in 3 days. Too bad I’ll gain it back as soon as I get a full night’s sleep, cause my body is very set in what it wants to weigh.
I am rambling and had a lot to say about today, but it’ll have to wait. I’m gonna go get more stuff done before I call it a night.
Quick update
I slept from 3am to 10am on thursday am. Then from 2pm-3:30pm on thursday.
Then again Friday night from 10 pm to 5am (Except only about 2-4 hours of that was sleep because I can’t sleep in places that are not my bed).
I miss my bed almost as much as I miss my cats (except not near as much, why the hell do I miss my cats more than I could ever imagine? It’s like physical pain.)
I’ve had awesome food while up here, but no appetite. Pals, Ihop, Ocharleys. I did try a cherry lime margarita, it was fabulous, then I couldn’t breathe the whole way back to the room and until I got some ibuprofen in me. Fuck you pancreas, I just wanted one drink after a day of dealing with my demented grandfather, stressed mom, dead tired husband and a slew of medical workers and bankers and people who just want more from us than we can legally or physically do.
On the bright side, we found this hole in the wall boutique that sells all of the Vera Bradley, they even had a decent collection of Buttercup, my favorite!retired print, and I got a bag for Haven :) And a notebook~ And convinced mom that Vera Bradley is the bee’s knees.
Then we went to the Fort Henry Mall because…it’s Kingsport on a Friday night, man. That’s what you do.
And looked at all of the prom dresses, not that we’re going to prom xD
I am still on the hunt for awesome sneakers. Or new skeletoes.
We picked a different hotel this time, which I like a lot better. The wifi is nice, the view is awesome and the walls are red and yellow, so it’s like sleeping in Gryffindor tower.
When I get home, I have to file my taxes, fill out fafsas, balance our accounts for all the way to August, and start cleaning/packing for the big move :3
And sleep, cause damn I miss my bed.
I’ve been up since 5,waiting on James to wake up and mom to text. Today won’t be as stressful, but we do have stuff to do. Hoping to hit up Warrior’s Path, East Lawn and Pal’s before we head home~
OH! And the maniacal glee my mom had at discovering that McD’s sells sweet tea by the gallon up here was priceless! xD
