Insomnioccoliiii!!!
Dec. 13th, 2004 09:25 amSlept.like.ass.
oh yeah, and my neck hurts. lots.
I went to bed kinda early for a Dawn Dawn, but I had a boy to shnuggle with and keep my toes warm, and all was blissful for a moment. Then, my mind started getting all noisy-static-y, and I wondered for a while whether or not dryer sheets would work on noodly-heads, and decided instead to simply think of someplace tranquil and serene, and I kinda slept for a little bit. But then my mind went blank, and the dreams wouldn't visit, and I think my head got worried because my brain wasn't working right, not giving me dreams and shtuff. Then again, I didn't even think about it at the time, BUT, I've had two nights of dreams involving adorable mice, who, according to this dream dictionary thinger, indicate someone plotting against me in secrecy. Because usually, people plot against you right in your face, right?
The thing is, the first mouse dream included me gnawing on its face, and it ran back terrified to its family, telling of my insatiable, intense hunger. Meg Ryan hung from a small golden ring where they use to hang people, and won some kinda ho-down. I have no idea.
Oh, but the mouse dream the next night, meaning Saturday, included large posters of
sharpshinyclaws everywhere on Rt. 43 in Kent, and I mused about her taking over the world so cleverly. If anyone were to take over the world in such a way, it'd be her.
BUT, I had no dreams last night. I don't think I slept in long enough intervals to do so. Instead, my neck kinked up, and I tossed and turned, watched snow fall outside my window, twinkling in the beams of the streelight streaming into my room.
tiktiktok slept peacefully, and I watched, both peaceful in having him there and envious of his sleep.
I decided at around 6AM to get up. Of course, I didn't move until about 6:20, and that was simply because I couldn't stand the pain in my shoulder anymore. I walked past
wraptboy, who was on the 'puter, poured out a couple ibuprofen and drank some milk while talking with
wraptboy about snow and plans, winter breaks, keys and the art studio. I then showed him how to wear his scarf in such a way that it is useful. Or, at least it should be. Maybe not...I hope so.
I woke
tiktiktok with smooches instead of the alarm clock, and we shnuggled just a li'l more, and he left for work begrudgingly.
It is now 9:37 A.M. I have been perusing My Space for a couple hours, found some people I actually know and added them, posted comments to others, added the pic of me and
ciani from Capsule as a user pic (hope you don't mind! I love that pic!)
BTW...
ciani...there was some debate about how your LJ name is pronounced. Is it with a "ch," "K," or "s" sound in the beginning??? Inquiring minds wanna know.~;)
Applied for a couple jobs this weekend. Hopefully something will come of it.
Also, spoke with several of the residents of Howe House. I am going out to visit them soon. I miss them all so very much. It was great talking on the phone with them...I could totally see their faces and expressions as we spoke and laughed. It warmed my heart to know they are all doing so well.
OK, time to put on some slippers. My toes are cold, and I don't have a
tiktiktok here to warm them again this morning. ~8/
oh yeah, and my neck hurts. lots.
I went to bed kinda early for a Dawn Dawn, but I had a boy to shnuggle with and keep my toes warm, and all was blissful for a moment. Then, my mind started getting all noisy-static-y, and I wondered for a while whether or not dryer sheets would work on noodly-heads, and decided instead to simply think of someplace tranquil and serene, and I kinda slept for a little bit. But then my mind went blank, and the dreams wouldn't visit, and I think my head got worried because my brain wasn't working right, not giving me dreams and shtuff. Then again, I didn't even think about it at the time, BUT, I've had two nights of dreams involving adorable mice, who, according to this dream dictionary thinger, indicate someone plotting against me in secrecy. Because usually, people plot against you right in your face, right?
The thing is, the first mouse dream included me gnawing on its face, and it ran back terrified to its family, telling of my insatiable, intense hunger. Meg Ryan hung from a small golden ring where they use to hang people, and won some kinda ho-down. I have no idea.
Oh, but the mouse dream the next night, meaning Saturday, included large posters of
BUT, I had no dreams last night. I don't think I slept in long enough intervals to do so. Instead, my neck kinked up, and I tossed and turned, watched snow fall outside my window, twinkling in the beams of the streelight streaming into my room.
I decided at around 6AM to get up. Of course, I didn't move until about 6:20, and that was simply because I couldn't stand the pain in my shoulder anymore. I walked past
I woke
It is now 9:37 A.M. I have been perusing My Space for a couple hours, found some people I actually know and added them, posted comments to others, added the pic of me and
BTW...
Applied for a couple jobs this weekend. Hopefully something will come of it.
Also, spoke with several of the residents of Howe House. I am going out to visit them soon. I miss them all so very much. It was great talking on the phone with them...I could totally see their faces and expressions as we spoke and laughed. It warmed my heart to know they are all doing so well.
OK, time to put on some slippers. My toes are cold, and I don't have a
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Date: 2004-12-13 02:53 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2004-12-13 03:10 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2004-12-13 02:57 pm (UTC)I pronounce it See-Ah-Nee. I've heard people say Chee-Ah-Nee but I like the See-Ah-Nee better. It's how I've always heard it in my head.
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Date: 2004-12-13 03:04 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2004-12-13 03:14 pm (UTC)Anyway.. I had chosen Ciani way back before because I really liked this strong magical woman in the CS Friedman books. And Adiana didn't feel appropriate for the purpose I was about to give the name. Ciani did.
It got to a point where many of my RL friends would call me Ciani because I was pretty active in the BDSM scene on the east coast. So though they all knew my real name, they would defer to the name Ciani in front of strangers. We all had our special scene names except for the ones who were authors or otherwise publicly "famous" for this aspect of their lifestyle. I guess not all regions do that as much as we did in MA/NYC. But it's illegal in MA. so...
yeah eventually we all got livejournals so I used the name ciani here.
too much info?
:)
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Date: 2004-12-13 06:09 pm (UTC)~8)
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Date: 2004-12-13 06:28 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2004-12-13 06:29 pm (UTC)no subject
And thank you...me and the Inhabitants of Jawndomay were discussing its proper pronunciation last night. I can't remember who had the right way, but yeah.
Oh!
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Date: 2004-12-13 03:16 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2004-12-13 03:08 pm (UTC)VERY begrudgingly.
You are going to give me an inaccurate reputation as a 'toe slut'.
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Date: 2004-12-13 03:13 pm (UTC)Well, you haven't sucked mine yet, so I think you're off the hook for now.~;D
~8*
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Date: 2004-12-13 03:41 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2004-12-13 06:09 pm (UTC)*snrkle*
Date: 2004-12-13 04:15 pm (UTC)Meg Ryan hung from a small golden ring where they use to hang people, and won some kinda ho-down. I have no idea.
*GRINS*
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Date: 2004-12-13 04:16 pm (UTC)Re: *snrkle*
Date: 2004-12-13 05:04 pm (UTC)I wonder what the nutritional value of a mouse face is... *curious*
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Date: 2004-12-13 05:18 pm (UTC)as for the ho down...who knows!! that is a nightmare!!
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Date: 2004-12-13 06:12 pm (UTC)Re: *snrkle*
Date: 2004-12-13 06:11 pm (UTC)Re: *snrkle*
Date: 2004-12-13 06:10 pm (UTC)my dreams are so friggin' weird.
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Date: 2004-12-14 12:22 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2004-12-14 08:36 pm (UTC)*smiles*
Thanks guppy.