So I'm sitting here, on my bed, with a fricking headache. I should probably sleep it off, but then I'll be awake all night again and spend my time doing not-so-useful things (that would be fun nonetheless, but very bad for my sleeping habits ( Read more... )

Oh hey. Long time no see. I'm not dead yet (please don't whack me on the head!) I can dance and I can sing... wait that's Monty Phyton's and not true either, err. So there ( Read more... )

Argh ( Read more... )

Dear Self and Brain ( Read more... )

Ha. Please ignore the time I'm writing this at, of course it is just an illusion and I'm very much sound asleep ( Read more... )

*sigh ( Read more... )

I'm sitting at my beloved library of solitude right inside the glass dome - and I don't believe it. It's crammed. What the heck ( Read more... )

Oh, I should have blogged this earlier, but I was just too busy. The weekend was awesome and awful alike in parts - awesome in the sense of, we were/are completely snowed in with 70cm new downfall ( Read more... )

I'm still a bit flabbergasted ( Read more... )

Talked the Talk of Death with parents: check.
Didn't actually get her head ripped off: check.
Successful end-of-season shopping spree for stuff I badly needed: check.
Battled sleeping disorder: check.
On the way to creativeness again: check.
Acquired new job: double-check. (Thank God/TPTB)

Oh hey, life is looking up!