I (STILL) ATE'NT DEAD.
Jun. 29th, 2004 02:50 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
clo_againAm back on form. Random Granny Weatherwax references just to confuse people. Marvellous.
I meant to catch up on everything last night but ended up taking over the sofa with sketch pad, pencil cases, rubbers and various other items of dOOm and watching tennis all night. Oh the interesting-ness of me. But I think it helped; I'm almost passably awake today and managed to venture into town for various essentials without murdering the many, many sales people in the street who tried to sell me catalogues. Oh but it was tempting. This one woman stopped me as I was heading towards the cash machine and I thought she was trying to say she was in front of me in the line so I waved her on and stared blankly at her for a few seconds when she didn't go away and started waving a clipboard in my face. Legged it down the street with a muttered excuse of "Driving lesson! Got to go!"
I hate people trying to sell me stuff. Especially when I can't make a quick escape and end up signing for a lifetime supply of junk-snail-mail. Gggrrr.
I do still have a ton of stuff to catch up on from the last few days with plenty of fic to write and pictures to draw/paint, but some temporary insanity caused me to book a driving lesson for today. I know, stupid girl. Someone must have drugged my coffee. So I need to go and wrestle with the steering of a fast-moving ball of metal surrounded by other insanely-fast-moving balls of metal in an hour or so and if I get back alive from the crazily stupid activity which I quite seriously doubt, I'll catch up with everything then.
Driving is going to ruin my summer, it really is. What's wrong with horses? At least they have the intelligence not to crash into walls and other horses most of the time. So yeah they might be a little slow, but slow is a GOOD THING. Especially in my case.
Back later if I survive.
Clo
I meant to catch up on everything last night but ended up taking over the sofa with sketch pad, pencil cases, rubbers and various other items of dOOm and watching tennis all night. Oh the interesting-ness of me. But I think it helped; I'm almost passably awake today and managed to venture into town for various essentials without murdering the many, many sales people in the street who tried to sell me catalogues. Oh but it was tempting. This one woman stopped me as I was heading towards the cash machine and I thought she was trying to say she was in front of me in the line so I waved her on and stared blankly at her for a few seconds when she didn't go away and started waving a clipboard in my face. Legged it down the street with a muttered excuse of "Driving lesson! Got to go!"
I hate people trying to sell me stuff. Especially when I can't make a quick escape and end up signing for a lifetime supply of junk-snail-mail. Gggrrr.
I do still have a ton of stuff to catch up on from the last few days with plenty of fic to write and pictures to draw/paint, but some temporary insanity caused me to book a driving lesson for today. I know, stupid girl. Someone must have drugged my coffee. So I need to go and wrestle with the steering of a fast-moving ball of metal surrounded by other insanely-fast-moving balls of metal in an hour or so and if I get back alive from the crazily stupid activity which I quite seriously doubt, I'll catch up with everything then.
Driving is going to ruin my summer, it really is. What's wrong with horses? At least they have the intelligence not to crash into walls and other horses most of the time. So yeah they might be a little slow, but slow is a GOOD THING. Especially in my case.
Back later if I survive.
Clo
