Writing a nonsensical and fairly useless post to show that I am indeed alive and have not abandoned this site completely, contrary to numerous evidence hinting otherwise. Will try to write up some new updates; May fail even at this.
I am doing well enough.
Just got back inside from my morning sunrise picture escapade with fingers so frozen I used hot water to warm them AND BOY SHOULD I HAVE NOT DONE THAT. Sometimes I tend to forget the hard lessons learned in childhood. Pro tip: When you’re really cold, be careful with warming up too quick. It is incredibly painful, and can be harmful in extreme cases. The pain is usually enough of a deterrent, tbh.
I am very hungry. Decided that I would try to make oatmeal for breakfast today… if I can remember how, beyond the very basics.
I turned my hours back around yesterday (to a more beneficial sleeping schedule, that is), or so I thought. Even after a long and very hard day of work (carrying a lot of heavy things from 1 to 10 pm with nary a break), I went to bed around midningt, STILL unable to fall asleep before 3. And I`m still very much awake tonight. So, I`m up reading. It’s not the best choice, but rather that than the tiny panic attacks that sometimes follow sleepless nights.
Sometimes, I would give anything to be able to cast a temporary Silencing Hex on people outside. Like, most of the time. Right now, for instance. Shut up, neighbours! It’s past midnight! I have some issues with sleeping (and basically living normally) when I hear something (people-related) outside, and weekends are the absolute worst. When I was home alone all last week, I slept at grandma’s place during the weekend, and it was so great; Only the wind in the trees, some birds now and then, and constant waves crashing in on the shore. No people stumbling drunkenly through the street, no cars stopping outside at 4 AM. This weekend, I`m unexpectedly home alone again. The only good thing is the drizzling rain, which makes most party people loath to walk outside. But those darn neighbours are more active than even I am during the night, with their 8+ noisy cars and weird night jobs. And talking.
POINSETTIA: Favorite holiday dish?
I have no idea what it is in English and I am too lazy to check right now.
If you died right now, what song would you want to play at your funeral?
This is a very loaded question. Did I die right here and now, just a heart attack out of nowhere? Was there a different reason? See, I wouldn’t mind having Amy Van Roekel‘s version of O Death played, especially the second part of that particular rendition, but that might come off as a bit tasteless. After all, funerals are for the living, not the dead. What I want played makes little difference, as I will not be around to enforce the fullfillment of my wishes. Plus, I`m a bit of an arse when it comes to what I want, and could probably manage to sour my own funeral with my own requests. I should probably settle for some pretty melody with no lyrics, and leave it at that.