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my_thestral
my_thestralTired like a mother-... - well, my metal-music-induced vocabulary just calls me to write "motherfucker", but let's keep some civility, shall we? - and in a weak attempt to re-phrase this: put me next to a dinosaur and I'll make it look alive in comparison. I'm just dead out, so naturally - why go to bed? I never ever sleep when I'm tired, cause that's just how screwed up my brain is - thanks for nothing, scumbag brain! - so why bother?
Having spent my day running behind two kids who are unrelenting in their attempts to off each other, I'm desperate for some comfort. So I'm reading. Anything I can get my hands on. Reading a translation of the Game of thrones book - I just realized that's a first for me, I've only ever read the originals of the Fire & Ice series - reading some fanfiction, but too tired & uninspired to continue work on my own piece.
Though I really should, cause I hate unfinished business. But there you go - I suppose that's what Rita Skeeter's character would do to you, leave you frustrated and deflated. But that's OK, I'm to tired to care. :)
Just listening to the howling winds of the tempest developing outside in these ungodly hours leaves me with a dark feeling of satisfaction. It's enjoying the silence and the sound of my own mind at the background of raging nature. Is there a better life? (*insert sad smile*)
It'll get better, I guess the summer holidays (some holidays, which Einstein thought it was a good idea to call them that!?) just don't agree with my restless nature. Will wake up in winter when everyone else goes to slumber. Odd one out again, eh?
Croatia was nice, though. Can't wait to be back to my fatherland next year. And the kids loved it, though my "I-don't-like-the-beach-take-me-back-to-my-iPad" nerd of a boyfriend - not so much. See if I care, man. You're going there again next year, take one for the team, will you - or we'll just go without you and have a blast. Kindly meet your Scorpio girlfriend - it's my way or it's my way. :)
Eh, blabbing again, God help me, when my neurons and synapses get all tangled up and I start bashing anything that lies in my path. Shut up, girl, and do try to enjoy the three hours of tossing and turning ahead. Who knows, I might actually get to sleep for 5 minutes before my son wakes up before the rooster. ;)
Having spent my day running behind two kids who are unrelenting in their attempts to off each other, I'm desperate for some comfort. So I'm reading. Anything I can get my hands on. Reading a translation of the Game of thrones book - I just realized that's a first for me, I've only ever read the originals of the Fire & Ice series - reading some fanfiction, but too tired & uninspired to continue work on my own piece.
Though I really should, cause I hate unfinished business. But there you go - I suppose that's what Rita Skeeter's character would do to you, leave you frustrated and deflated. But that's OK, I'm to tired to care. :)
Just listening to the howling winds of the tempest developing outside in these ungodly hours leaves me with a dark feeling of satisfaction. It's enjoying the silence and the sound of my own mind at the background of raging nature. Is there a better life? (*insert sad smile*)
It'll get better, I guess the summer holidays (some holidays, which Einstein thought it was a good idea to call them that!?) just don't agree with my restless nature. Will wake up in winter when everyone else goes to slumber. Odd one out again, eh?
Croatia was nice, though. Can't wait to be back to my fatherland next year. And the kids loved it, though my "I-don't-like-the-beach-take-me-back-to-my-iPad" nerd of a boyfriend - not so much. See if I care, man. You're going there again next year, take one for the team, will you - or we'll just go without you and have a blast. Kindly meet your Scorpio girlfriend - it's my way or it's my way. :)
Eh, blabbing again, God help me, when my neurons and synapses get all tangled up and I start bashing anything that lies in my path. Shut up, girl, and do try to enjoy the three hours of tossing and turning ahead. Who knows, I might actually get to sleep for 5 minutes before my son wakes up before the rooster. ;)
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