That Transient Smell of Cardboard
Jun. 9th, 2012 08:57 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
eumeliaI would appear that I hadn't posted for two weeks.
The first week of June 2012 will forever be missing.
I've actually just been on other platforms where writing short sentences and re-posting pictures don't take up too much brain power.
I've also been writing fic, so a lot of my wordiness has been focused on those projects, which mean I've been neglecting these spaces.
Truth be told I don't know what to write about.
I'm feeling things rather intensely lately. "Lately" being since January, and this intensity is probably going to continue until I move out (again) to a place of my own (again).
I'm temporarily permanently back to living with my parents and yesterday, after a month and a half of living like a transient out of boxes I finally cleaned and tidied up my room. And when I say "tidies" I mean I threw out all the papers in my cupboards which I hadn't looked at in almost a year and papers I'd had stashed away since high school. There were papers in boxes I hadn't even seen in over ten years. One wonders what I was thinking at the time when I thought, "Nah, I'll keep it, I'll get back to it one day." You never do. I also found a bunch floppy disks, all of them decayed. Now that was humbling.
My room now looks great. It'll also make it easier to pack up once I move out.
I had considered staying with my parents, but I'm going fucking bananas and my grandiose plans of going to plumbing classes on the weekends will have to be postponed. Why? Because while I'm not living at the place, I'm still paying the fucking rent on that apartment. My lease did not work in my favour. Though [Sexy!Roommate] may have found someone to take over in July, in which case, that means I'll be able to actually save some money over the coming months and tuck it away for better grandiose plans.
Like traveling. I have two destinations in mind, I don't know when either will pan out, but they must, because I haven't had a holiday without my family in almost five years and I need to do things at my pace in a place where I can do what I want.
This usually consists of walking slowly, visiting a museum or two, eating and sleeping in the interim.
But my holiday plans are neither here or there, they are currently pipe dreams.
Today is a lazy day, I hope. There are circumstances which make this day a bit nerve wracking, but right now I'm sitting in my bed, writing and reading stuff, because I have two for![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-community.gif)
queer_fest fics that are due next weekend, one is currently in beta, the other rather ethereal.
I've also signed up for the for theh50_exchange, which is exciting! Gifts for everyone!
I still have the "100 things" challenge to do, which includes various meta posts I have kinda-sorta planned.
At the moment though, I'm just really pleased my room doesn't smell of cardboard boxes.
The first week of June 2012 will forever be missing.
I've actually just been on other platforms where writing short sentences and re-posting pictures don't take up too much brain power.
I've also been writing fic, so a lot of my wordiness has been focused on those projects, which mean I've been neglecting these spaces.
Truth be told I don't know what to write about.
I'm feeling things rather intensely lately. "Lately" being since January, and this intensity is probably going to continue until I move out (again) to a place of my own (again).
I'm temporarily permanently back to living with my parents and yesterday, after a month and a half of living like a transient out of boxes I finally cleaned and tidied up my room. And when I say "tidies" I mean I threw out all the papers in my cupboards which I hadn't looked at in almost a year and papers I'd had stashed away since high school. There were papers in boxes I hadn't even seen in over ten years. One wonders what I was thinking at the time when I thought, "Nah, I'll keep it, I'll get back to it one day." You never do. I also found a bunch floppy disks, all of them decayed. Now that was humbling.
My room now looks great. It'll also make it easier to pack up once I move out.
I had considered staying with my parents, but I'm going fucking bananas and my grandiose plans of going to plumbing classes on the weekends will have to be postponed. Why? Because while I'm not living at the place, I'm still paying the fucking rent on that apartment. My lease did not work in my favour. Though [Sexy!Roommate] may have found someone to take over in July, in which case, that means I'll be able to actually save some money over the coming months and tuck it away for better grandiose plans.
Like traveling. I have two destinations in mind, I don't know when either will pan out, but they must, because I haven't had a holiday without my family in almost five years and I need to do things at my pace in a place where I can do what I want.
This usually consists of walking slowly, visiting a museum or two, eating and sleeping in the interim.
But my holiday plans are neither here or there, they are currently pipe dreams.
Today is a lazy day, I hope. There are circumstances which make this day a bit nerve wracking, but right now I'm sitting in my bed, writing and reading stuff, because I have two for
queer_fest fics that are due next weekend, one is currently in beta, the other rather ethereal. I've also signed up for the for the
h50_exchange, which is exciting! Gifts for everyone!I still have the "100 things" challenge to do, which includes various meta posts I have kinda-sorta planned.
At the moment though, I'm just really pleased my room doesn't smell of cardboard boxes.
