Mood swing
Apr. 20th, 2005 07:26 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
the_benjYesterday was quite a relaxed affair. I spent much of it lounging around a lady's boudoir (or "hanging out" with Rhiannon (![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
regency_rhi), if you want to use a newer term), engaged in witty conversation, listening to (often times surprisingly familiar) music, inspecting fragments of 1930s women's magazines (which led to my comment about how time travel would be hard, if only for trying to read the paper with a straight face), reading The Vulgar Tongue (rather a good read, albeit lacking phonetics, which is sometimes annoying) and generally having a real cool time.
Discussions on the matters of lightning sand and gossip were stand-out features, I feel.
Somewhat regretfully, I made my farewells and headed to Flodge.
Julia (juliadactyl) and I spent some time going "Wheee!", which was nice.
Norton's (eganra) 7th Sea game (which still needs a name, I feel, but doesn't have the same kind of cohesion as The Knights and The Frogs do, which makes it harder) didn't start until later than usual, so I didn't end up getting home until almost one.
So naturally I'm up now. I seem to now be used to this, though. The rain was drumming away when I awoke and the rain usually does a solid job of letting me coast along asleep, so I must have just had enough sleep.
Which is weird, as I'm normally an eight hour sleeper. Maybe I've just adjusted again, I guess.
I slept like a log, peaceful as you please. I just didn't do it for very long.
It kind of stole upon me suddenly, but my mood has shifted again and I'm no longer happy like I have been of late.
I'm absolutely, spectacularly ecstatic.
Life is good.
"As my life goes on I believe
Somehow something’s changed
Something deep inside
Ooh, a part of me
There’s a strange new light in my eyes
Things I’ve never known
Changin’ my life
Changin’ me"
(I've Been) Searching, Chicago
regency_rhi), if you want to use a newer term), engaged in witty conversation, listening to (often times surprisingly familiar) music, inspecting fragments of 1930s women's magazines (which led to my comment about how time travel would be hard, if only for trying to read the paper with a straight face), reading The Vulgar Tongue (rather a good read, albeit lacking phonetics, which is sometimes annoying) and generally having a real cool time.Discussions on the matters of lightning sand and gossip were stand-out features, I feel.
Somewhat regretfully, I made my farewells and headed to Flodge.
Julia (
juliadactyl) and I spent some time going "Wheee!", which was nice.Norton's (
eganra) 7th Sea game (which still needs a name, I feel, but doesn't have the same kind of cohesion as The Knights and The Frogs do, which makes it harder) didn't start until later than usual, so I didn't end up getting home until almost one.So naturally I'm up now. I seem to now be used to this, though. The rain was drumming away when I awoke and the rain usually does a solid job of letting me coast along asleep, so I must have just had enough sleep.
Which is weird, as I'm normally an eight hour sleeper. Maybe I've just adjusted again, I guess.
I slept like a log, peaceful as you please. I just didn't do it for very long.
It kind of stole upon me suddenly, but my mood has shifted again and I'm no longer happy like I have been of late.
I'm absolutely, spectacularly ecstatic.
Life is good.
"As my life goes on I believe
Somehow something’s changed
Something deep inside
Ooh, a part of me
There’s a strange new light in my eyes
Things I’ve never known
Changin’ my life
Changin’ me"
(I've Been) Searching, Chicago
