feeding frenzy
Jun. 23rd, 2005 10:06 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
constanceI bought myself a proper digital camera as a birthday present to myself, and it was was waiting patiently on my doorstep when I got home yesterday. It's not a fancy camera or anything, but it's much nicer, and takes far lovelier pictures, than my phone camera, and so no doubt I will begin picspamming you any day now, as soon as I get time to use it, and also figure out how (beyond the basics, which are pretty standard camera-type stuff).
Actually, I have acquired much this week. New bookcases too, three of them, with more on the way, depending on what I decide to get, and I've been unpacking and reorganizing and rediscovering my books, which have been in boxes for twenty-one months now. It is indescribably good to have them around me again, and it's going to take me forever to get everything done, I can tell, because I keep getting distracted, pulling books out and carefully sorting them and OH MY GOD LOOK I MUST SIT DOWN ON THE FLOOR RIGHT NOW AND GET TO KNOW YOU AGAIN.
Bibliomania. You know how it is.
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Also last night my dog woke me up four times. Let me repeat that. FOUR TIMES. And each time I had to get up and put on her leash and go outside with her, standing in the front yard in my pajamas at one-thirty and three and four and seven. I bet you didn't know that my neighbors across the street have a sprinkler system that runs for at least five hours. And I bet you didn't know that it's very quiet on my street at four in the morning, the sort of eerie post-apocalyptic quiet you see in eerie post-apocalyptic movies, where the leads walk out into a normally busy street and there's just nothing, and it is all eerie and post-apocalyptic. That sort of quiet. You might or might not have known that the moon last night was enormous and yellow and full. You might not have known that the fireflies are out in force.
You might not have known these things, and that is why I am here to tell you. You've probably guessed, though, that as I spent most of the night either trying to ignore the imperious summons of a dog or out in the front yard or trying to get back to sleep or, toward the end there, worrying that Flan was sickening for something, I am sort of tired and disoriented today. You've probably guessed, and so I am just confirming for you.
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Good morning. How's your day going?
Actually, I have acquired much this week. New bookcases too, three of them, with more on the way, depending on what I decide to get, and I've been unpacking and reorganizing and rediscovering my books, which have been in boxes for twenty-one months now. It is indescribably good to have them around me again, and it's going to take me forever to get everything done, I can tell, because I keep getting distracted, pulling books out and carefully sorting them and OH MY GOD LOOK I MUST SIT DOWN ON THE FLOOR RIGHT NOW AND GET TO KNOW YOU AGAIN.
Bibliomania. You know how it is.
:::
Also last night my dog woke me up four times. Let me repeat that. FOUR TIMES. And each time I had to get up and put on her leash and go outside with her, standing in the front yard in my pajamas at one-thirty and three and four and seven. I bet you didn't know that my neighbors across the street have a sprinkler system that runs for at least five hours. And I bet you didn't know that it's very quiet on my street at four in the morning, the sort of eerie post-apocalyptic quiet you see in eerie post-apocalyptic movies, where the leads walk out into a normally busy street and there's just nothing, and it is all eerie and post-apocalyptic. That sort of quiet. You might or might not have known that the moon last night was enormous and yellow and full. You might not have known that the fireflies are out in force.
You might not have known these things, and that is why I am here to tell you. You've probably guessed, though, that as I spent most of the night either trying to ignore the imperious summons of a dog or out in the front yard or trying to get back to sleep or, toward the end there, worrying that Flan was sickening for something, I am sort of tired and disoriented today. You've probably guessed, and so I am just confirming for you.
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Good morning. How's your day going?
