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Jun. 22nd, 2013 11:59 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
bedlamsbardYou ever have those days where you spend the majority of the day wanting to be alone in a quiet corner with an endlessly refilling cup of tea and a good book, because you're completely irrationally angry at everyone and everything around you even though it's not actually their fault (mostly)? Yeah, that was the majority of the day. Just constant, low-to-medium-grade anger for most of the day -- I suspect I didn't eat enough or drink enough, since it mostly mellowed out by the time we went out to dinner, and I had the lovely combo of mild dehydration headache and mild nausea from taking vitamins on not enough food. (Yeah, I...I don't have good survival instincts.)
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Why is it that parents always think that you either know all the things or none of the things? Sometimes both at the same time? Surely there ought to be a happy medium in there somewhere.
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I love my parents but I also desperately miss...hmm, I don't want to quite say 'being on my own', because yes but, and y'all know that living in Leicester is fiendishly stressful for me in a lot of different ways, but I guess I miss being able to get out and wander around and go shopping and so on all on my own devices. I live out in the country here, so I can't really get into town without a car. (And as has been mentioned, my parents sold my car and while we have four cars, my mom takes one and my dad takes one and my dad's not keen on me driving either the 4-Runner or the truck -- not that I really want to; I've driven both before, but I don't like being that high up off the ground.)
I'm going back on Wednesday and I'll be in transit for around twenty-four hours again, ugh, not looking forward to that. (I take the shuttle to Sea-Tac, but I'll get in like four or five hours early because the later shuttle cuts it too close (it's a two to three hour trip), then a nine and a half hour flight, then immigration, then Heathrow to Kings Cross/St. Pancras, then St. Pancras to Leicester. Ugh, I still have to remember to buy my train tickets in advance, since they're way too expensive otherwise. I have to build in at least a three hour gap in between when my plane lands at Heathrow and the train, just in case my plane's late or I'm in immigration for an hour again. Oh, god, every time I go through this timeline I hate it more.)
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Naturally Writing Brain comes back about a week before I have to go, which is actually pretty standard as I read a lot of fiction and my brain straightens itself out and works out how to do stuff like plot again. Ah, well, I've been worrying over the continuation of the murder island plot arc for months now, it's good to finally work it out.
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I am thinking about buying a curling iron, but all I know about curling irons is that ceramic is better, and I'm a little intimidated about stuff like barrel size and conical versus cylinder and so on, so, uh, if anyone knows anything about curling irons, I would appreciate some input?
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Why is it that parents always think that you either know all the things or none of the things? Sometimes both at the same time? Surely there ought to be a happy medium in there somewhere.
*
I love my parents but I also desperately miss...hmm, I don't want to quite say 'being on my own', because yes but, and y'all know that living in Leicester is fiendishly stressful for me in a lot of different ways, but I guess I miss being able to get out and wander around and go shopping and so on all on my own devices. I live out in the country here, so I can't really get into town without a car. (And as has been mentioned, my parents sold my car and while we have four cars, my mom takes one and my dad takes one and my dad's not keen on me driving either the 4-Runner or the truck -- not that I really want to; I've driven both before, but I don't like being that high up off the ground.)
I'm going back on Wednesday and I'll be in transit for around twenty-four hours again, ugh, not looking forward to that. (I take the shuttle to Sea-Tac, but I'll get in like four or five hours early because the later shuttle cuts it too close (it's a two to three hour trip), then a nine and a half hour flight, then immigration, then Heathrow to Kings Cross/St. Pancras, then St. Pancras to Leicester. Ugh, I still have to remember to buy my train tickets in advance, since they're way too expensive otherwise. I have to build in at least a three hour gap in between when my plane lands at Heathrow and the train, just in case my plane's late or I'm in immigration for an hour again. Oh, god, every time I go through this timeline I hate it more.)
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Naturally Writing Brain comes back about a week before I have to go, which is actually pretty standard as I read a lot of fiction and my brain straightens itself out and works out how to do stuff like plot again. Ah, well, I've been worrying over the continuation of the murder island plot arc for months now, it's good to finally work it out.
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I am thinking about buying a curling iron, but all I know about curling irons is that ceramic is better, and I'm a little intimidated about stuff like barrel size and conical versus cylinder and so on, so, uh, if anyone knows anything about curling irons, I would appreciate some input?