thedarksiren2 | (no subject)

Survived a nine-hour day after 2.5 hours of intermittent sleep patterns last night. It went by quickly, as I never even had a chance to sit, really. Except for noticing I had offended someone o here with my test...my most sincere apologies to you...my sense of humor tends to be a bit darker when I am sleep deprived. Not to say it's particularly light otherwise, but it becomes more like American Beauty-type humor rather than Sleepless in Seattle or something like that.

I did manage to sleep a bit since I came home. Dreamless, deep, wanting to be endless because I know the dreams aren't far from my reach. But no, just vivid nightmarish escapes this past week (see

abstractions for one of the two disturbances), and those need not return anytime soon.

And now...now I procrastinate. There is this Gothic-ravie thingamabob going on at The Chamber and the Phantasy complex this evening. I do not have tomorrow off, so it would be nice to go out and have some fun associated with Memorial day...gotta toast to those men o' war (no, not the jellyfish, my silly friends). I just wish I had more fun, interesting clothing. I want to dress up, be all spooky and sexy and mysterious, but I am not feeling it. Not at all. Instead, I am feeling like a watcher, like someone who wants to follow people around, find out who they are, what they are comprised of, but without the use of touch. Strangeness all within and outside of me. Still anticipating...

A few White Russians and I'll be stompy, swirly, lost in the trance, I am sure. I cannot believe they will be playing trance at the Chamber?!!! Most interesting, yes yes...to think a year ago this event was held at TYR...*sigh!*

I think it was the same event.
:::skritches head:::
I wonder if

spinmistress would still be willing/ able to get me a guest spot deejaying. Hrmm.

Damn the reminiscing! GRRR!!!!

The twitch has migrated down my face...did I even mention I caught it?

bindrune was complaining of a twitch in her left eye a few weeks back. It left her, then managed to invade my face. It moved down to my cheekbone today. Rather annoying, thank you very much.

YES! I BLAIM *YOU*

bindrune!

"You killed my father. Prepare to die."
:::draws sword:::

Ok ok...I am going.
damn glowy-boxes....best and worst tools when one is not supposed to procrastinate.