I woke up today, way late again, with the Crazy Hair.

I tried to order a new phone, but the order got cancelled, so now I have to try again. Bummer. If it fails this time, I'll have to go into a store to get it, and it will cost more.*

It's suspiciously warm and pleasant here lately. It makes me nervous, because I'm sure there will be a last minute hard freeze that will kill all the little baby leaves poking out everywhere.

I'm overwhelmed at writing again, but that seems to be just how Mondays are.

I have three books to read this week, one that's 700 pages and one that hasn't come in yet. Joy. Well, actually, it is a joy, because I love reading... I just wish I had more time. Or that my schedule at work was set so that I knew exactly when my time was.

Still waiting on my financial aid refund.

I just realized. after checking the mail three times, that today is a bank-and-therefore-mail holiday. ::facepalm::

There is some scary shit in the Republican mess against women. Take this list with the bias it's written in, but still. Scary.

I've restarted composting, and it's almost all tea leaves and old, poorly-made bread (the yeast is on it's way out and the bread is leaden to say the least).

I just got handed more work. So now I need to actually buckle down and stop getting distracted. 


*Update: It did not work.

Hello, LJ land! I've missed you. I hope you're all doing well. Most of my posting has been over on Blogger.

Here's me:
I started school and now I'm always busy.
I'm still reviewing books and TV.
I found a part-time boyfriend, which is all I have time for.
I'm still going to marry David Tennant, though.
I might have to move soon.
I should be sleeping.
I need to lose weight.
I'm almost half way through a novel people other than me believe in.
I'm looking for a new job.

And I miss having time for daily access to all of your lives.

-:)

So I found a guy who thinks I'm awesome and wants to be my boyfriend and gets along with my friends who have met him... And I'm kind of terrified. Something is really bothering me about the situation, and I can't seem to pin down what it is. I think he reminds me enough of my first boyfriend that I'm bristling like he's the same person, which is unfair and kind of crazy. I think I've had enough bad experiences that I'm now gun-shy about even getting into it again. I don't know what else might be holding me up, and not knowing means it's lurking around in my brain, making me twitchy And making me feel entirely insane. I feel like I've forgotten something important, or done something wrong, or repressed something I need to remember.

Maybe it's just my hormones? Maybe it'll pass? I don't know. BUt I'm already sick of it and I feel dumb even saying anything out loud (even all type-y like this), but that's where I am.

Maybe I'm just a wreck pretending to be a functional adult?

This is a test for the purposes of testing.

This is what I have been up to today:

13:12 New Makeshifts: coming to computer screens near you: professional fangirl!: This is what I said on Facebook:Also! ... bit.ly/d0TPfU #

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This is what I have been up to today:

00:42 New Post! Crubiscuits!: An attack of the midnight munchies with no real food on the house led to me wAnting biscui... bit.ly/cE1H5H #

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This is what I have been up to today:

01:41 First Impressions: True Blood s03e04 9 Crimes: Oh Em Gee, much less horrifying than last week (well, two weeks ago... bit.ly/bQstPx #

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