beccaelizabeth's dreamwidth journal

I hate how tired I get. Especially cause when I get tired I get sulky. And whiny. And I just now started typing a thing for LJ and it ended up entirely made of whine, including whine from months ago, and hello, do not want to be that person. But I get tired, and I sulk and whine.

This is why I should not interact with humans on after-college days. I not up to social thoughts, let alone actions.

So anyways, I was going to say sorry that I don't keep up with proper commenting or anything, but it's cause I'm really tired and it all comes out wrong and whine whine wah whine sulk I should probably go away now. *headdesk*

people's being happy with the ritual sacrifice with pie. yaay.

I'm not big on the killing of food animals, but I do kinda like the idea of a day where everyone says thanks and what they're grateful for and stuff. And this being the UK and not a holiday it can be totally unconnected with sitting around with large amounts of family. Which, you know, kind of on the list.

Things that are pretty cool:
Alive! Yaays!
Thinking it's yaays.
Being considerably less ill than I was last year, five years ago, or god knows 10 years ago.
Not being 15 any more. Or 17. Or 19. Yaay!
I'm doing a degree. And I will be later. And I get to use the library and everything!
And I has so man Things that I can't think of a christmas list cause, you know, I bought it.
Pretty damn nifty all round, really.

Also, computers are cool. And all the people in the computer. Or, you know, through, with the typing but actually having bodies out there somewhere, as far as I know. People yaay!


And also also, I had a nap. I seem to have got enough sleep my warm fuzzies woke up and beat my sulking. Win!



Plus I had a dream that involved kissing the 10th Doctor. But very very briefly, for in the dream I woke up with an achy head hidden behind a wheelie bin under some cardboard just after lip contact. My dreams have a very definite idea about how my life in general goes.