Heh, almost Hallowe'en.
Oct. 30th, 2010 09:29 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
green_dreamsI carved a jack o'lantern, and made pumpkin pie, and the sky outside is that funny purple it gets when there's snow on the ground and light pollution in the air, a sort of dreamy brown/lilac. And maybe I will carve another jack o'lantern tomorrow, I am not sure. I do wish I'd picked up the back yard, but when it started sleeting I was hoping it would taper off, rather than go on to full-blown snow, and then it got dark.
Maybe tomorrow.
I've been a bit down lately. I don't knowif it's how much of it is the assorted work/cash-related stress, and how much is feeling like I've already promised away all my free time, and how much is not being able to get writing I wanted to do done, and how much is winter coming on, and how much is a heavy load of people being jerks, ad nauseum.[1]
And it comes and goes, which on the one hand is good because I really do not need to be constantly in the frame of mind where going out for groceries reminds me of a bitter anecdote about old people being reduced to eating catfood. But I'd really rather that the being down just went, rather than coming and going. I could handle that. I like my good mood.
For the record? I am in a good mood now, I think. I have had a very nice evening, and I feel warm and dozy and generally content. It's just this whole Les sanglots longs des violons de l'automne/Blessent mon cœur d'une langueur monotone thing around the edges, to which I say bah. And put on Lordi's "Hard Rock Hallelujah" or some Apoptygma Berzerk or something.
(I have been assured that The Lady's Not For Burning will help. I have it handy, and am hopeful.)
Tomorrow starts in earnest in somewhat less than twelve hours. I am thinking whipped cream and pumpkin pie may be in order.
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[1] Substitute -ism as appropriate.
Maybe tomorrow.
I've been a bit down lately. I don't know
And it comes and goes, which on the one hand is good because I really do not need to be constantly in the frame of mind where going out for groceries reminds me of a bitter anecdote about old people being reduced to eating catfood. But I'd really rather that the being down just went, rather than coming and going. I could handle that. I like my good mood.
For the record? I am in a good mood now, I think. I have had a very nice evening, and I feel warm and dozy and generally content. It's just this whole Les sanglots longs des violons de l'automne/Blessent mon cœur d'une langueur monotone thing around the edges, to which I say bah. And put on Lordi's "Hard Rock Hallelujah" or some Apoptygma Berzerk or something.
(I have been assured that The Lady's Not For Burning will help. I have it handy, and am hopeful.)
Tomorrow starts in earnest in somewhat less than twelve hours. I am thinking whipped cream and pumpkin pie may be in order.
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[1] Substitute -ism as appropriate.
