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hazy shade of winter
It's really amazing how visiting my parents in small town Saskatchewan lowers my brain-activity level. It's already noon here and I feel barely awake. They have wifi but I can't even make myself read LJ. (I'll definitely catch up at some point, though.) It's too cold outside, too hot inside, and too boring everywhere. The coffee is weak, the family is religious, and I've already run out of conversation. And my partner couldn't get time off work, so there's no one to commiserate with.
I think I psyched myself out by watching all that Corner Gas the last few weeks. I keep expecting Davis to show up so we can have a brief but passionate affair.
There's no point to this post, really. I just wanted to prove to myself that I'm still conscious.
I think I psyched myself out by watching all that Corner Gas the last few weeks. I keep expecting Davis to show up so we can have a brief but passionate affair.
There's no point to this post, really. I just wanted to prove to myself that I'm still conscious.
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I thought that maybe my brain was so fuzzy because I didn't get enough carbs at breakfast so I made some strong coffee and ate half a banana. It helped. But not much. So now I'm alternating between the Prince of Tennis movie and Johnny Cash. Also downloading this week's SPN.
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Mmm, Johnny Cash.
And for this week's SPN they're in BALTIMORE! I told Barkley that I was surprised they didn't come see me, but I guess they were too busy. Still: kind of disappointing!