what, you expect coherency? don't be silly.

random impressions from the day so far:

dark pink rose petals have fallen carelessly all over the pebbles in front of the porch

drops of water beading up on the bright orange tape which is strung all over the apartment complex

I dreamt that I broke my arm last night. It was so vivid that I keep rubbing my hand over my arm, expecting to feel bumps and numbingly painful bruises.

My green wisdom rock keeps drawing my eye. As I discuss with Todd the various merits of the words "dominant" or "holistic" because the client objects to "average", my eyes keep straying to the black etched "wisdom". It's holding down a pile of bills and other things I need to get to. Fah.

much to do, much I want to do, much delaying of many things on many counts...

I feel sorry for the workers around the apartment complex. They're out there shoveling mud and chainsawing in the rain.

I hate the workers around the apartment complex. Even when it's raining, they're out there shoveling mud and chainsawing.

I'm feeling dangerously poetic. My muse is lurking around corners, occassionally peeking out and beckoning slyly, or pointing at something with her slender fingers while sporting a goofy grin and twinkling eyes. She's so cute. ~sighs~

I am rather desperately in need of a surprise. The problem with wanting a surprise is that once you've announced it, you're less likely to be surprised. Plus, I find it mildly frustrating to have to pronounce this anyway.

I want to go to sea world. I haven't been to sea world since I was... um... 14? Yeah, that sounds about right. I wonder if I could talk Todd into a trip later on this year...

Ah. Less rambling, more working... now.

graphic gah, beholder covetousness, et cetera

Wow. I'm exhausted. I was helping Todd to create some webpages for work - unfortunately, there was very little "creating web pages" work, and a whole lot of "twiddle these images" work. I fucking hate messing with graphics. I get so frustrated... it's just... bad. I think it's mostly Paintshop. I don't like it. It makes me cross.

Anyhow, I finished, and it looks nice (finally) and I feel better, but now I'm all worn out from getting so furious.

( oooo, look, Cislyn's emotions are still screwy... )

I had a mostly nifty weekend, though. High points were playing munchkin (with a real live munchkin in the house, even!), spending some good down time with Todd, not hearing chainsaws on Saturday, triumphantly making hamburgers for dinner yesterday evening, moving the bed (I gave in to temptation. Next up: more unneccesary furniture moving! That bookcase has totally gotta be shifted. And the tape cases, and the lamp, and and and...), drinking chocolate milk, playing still more of the Temple of Elemental Evil, and discovering that there was still strawberry icecream in the apartment. Mmmm, high points. The low points were low and thus don't deserve mention when I'm finally in a good mood today.

Oh yeah. I nearly forgot. I covet someone's beholder. And that isn't even a euphamism; go figure.

Time for tea and more work (but nooooooo graphic twiddling).

wow, look at all that STUFF

I collect the following things:
boxes
shark's teeth
frogs
pretty rocks
books
odd stuffed animals
dragons
unicorns
fortunes from fortune cookies
daffodils
fossils
dolphins
moons
fairies
snowflakes
things that glow in the dark
collections, evidently

There is a great deal of overlap between many of these categories - for instance: on one shelf there sit a number of books (some about frogs, dragons, fossils, etc.), a frog shaped plate which holds a number of fortune cookie fortunes, a stuffed shiny lizard and a stuffed walrus, and a daffodil box which holds a glow in the dark frog, fossilized shark's teeth, and a dolphin made of pretty rock.

What do you collect?