Feels like I just rolled out of bed. -_-

Sporadic 'net problems and sleep deprivation. I'm still here! Only not for long since it's currently eyelids vs gravity and eyelids are definitely losing. Taste is around halfway done but I'm not doing it any favours by working on it like this, so I figure I'll catch up on sleep, get up early-ish and have it up in the morning, then another one in the evening... Sound I think it'll be, though I'll have to check.

On the plus side, I posted my portfolio. And bought, cooked and ate proper food. Mmmm.

Wow. -_- I think I'm going to be in bed before 2am. I can't remember the last time I did this which may be why my head feels like it's about to fall off now.

Night! Fic tomorrow.

Clo

-_-

So I actually slept right through, eight hours. Which I haven't done in months, so that was nice.

Less nice was waking up to a bill from FedEx for £15. Inmates, first thing we're getting rid of when we take over the world? F**king customs charges.

Fic in the next few hours, after I finish sulking about customs. *sulks*

Clo

Token long post to make up for yesterday.

I want a caramel macchiato. Even reading the description on the Starbucks website is making me drool. Dammit for the nearest Starbucks being at least two hours away! (calculating getting ready time, catching the bus, catching the next bus and then walking there.) It probably says something about me that I'm tempted to go anyway. *sighs mournfully* Oh well. Going shopping Sunday I hope, so I'll try and get one then. If we can even get them over here. Ggrrr for living in a nation of tea lovers!

So yesterday tired me out, even though I only walked around town spending too much money. It was mainly the walking across town, buying heavy food, then walking back across town for the bus, with said heavy food. *sighs* After a week of being a bum, it was something of a shock. And I kinda wish I hadn't spent so much money in light of the surprising FedEx bill this morning, but eh. I bought a pack of the Magnetic Poetry fridge magnets, which you can write poems and little stories with on the fridge. *snickers* My 'rents are going to freak when they get home, but they should be grateful the Italian version was more expensive and I don't speak enough Italian yet to make it worthwhile. Just wait until the summer... *plots*

Also bought a Welsh fridge magnet to send to my dad's lovely Australian friends who we went out for lunch with the other day. Leaving aside said parental's complete lack of manners - he was late for playing golf and the fact he hadn't seen these people for two years and probably wouldn't see them again for years, he was twitchy all the way through lunch. -_- - they gave us an Australian fridge magnet (they had a bagful and were handing them out to old friends as they toured Europe) and have I mentioned that I love Australians? Only they tempted me to go out and visit K when she goes over in the summer; they said they've got a spare room and I'm more than welcome to stay as long as I like. *sighs mournfully* Stupid plane tickets costing so much. But anyway, they were going on to Chester then down south for a while and they sent me a letter, a few days after we'd been for lunch, saying how nice it was to see me again, that they hope they'll see me in Australia one day and they hope the 'rents get back safe from their respective trips. With £10 to go with it. It made me sniffle, it really did. I love Australians. *snuggles you all*

But since I seem to be pretty much recovered now, I'd better start catching up on everything I missed, especially since my 'net was being temperamental. *kicks it* It'd better work today.

Clo

Sorry...

... Taste has taken so long, it's proved a little odd. We had a lecture in Creative Writing a few months ago on how few words there are for how things taste and smell, even though there are countless ones for sound and vision. I laughed at it. I really should've paid more attention. *grins*

Yeah, so it'll be up in the next half hour. Then there'll be Sound later on and I'm debating what else there is to work on. I've got both my Omerta-verse and RR&R-verse ficlets to write and I know what I want to do, so that'll be worth thinking about. I should really start getting Datta into some semblence of order too.

Anyway, fic soon.

Clo

Ngh. o_O

It's... interesting to spend an hour and a half making potato gnocchi, eat a little bit of it and then decide you don't like it. Because I am fickle and thought it looked fun. And it was fun to make. Just... no, not on my favourites list. Ick.

Now I need to find something else to eat... after I've cleaned up the unholy mess I made in the kitchen. o_O Now that's gonna be fun.

Another ficlet later, once I've cleaned up. Still not sure which one it'll be; either Vision or Sound I think.

*sighs* I am so not cut out to be a gourmet chef.

Clo