I just realised that I have been pretty healthy for quite a long time. I think this is in part due to me channeling my stress into jaw clenching instead of stomach illness, hopefully also in part due to better diet.
I realise this because Lee has a cold and I spent all morning sneezing. Although that could also be from the relentless coldness of Wellington in general. I woke up at 5am and my blankets were all messed up and I was too cold to go back to sleep. I ended up snuggling under a folded over duvet with my sheets arranged hood like on my head like a night cap.
This is why I must only ever wear my warm warm fleece onesie to bed. Dumb having to wash it. Maybe I'll try and decipher a pattern for it on the weekend and try my hand it making a second one. With a hood. And feets. Steve pointed out that I could probably market them, but the real question is whether or not I can get a good enough price to make it worth my time to make and sell them.
Lord knows I can use the money. I went shopping in my 'lunch hour' before heading home today and got new trackies, two new long sleeve tops (one pink and white merino stripe, one deep fuchsia v neck) glittery black legwarmers (oh so Gala Darling!) and on DVD Jaws and Life on Mars season two. I completely incorrigible.
Swing dancing tonight yay yay. I should really go and make that second pair of tshirt pants so that I can wear them. I cut them out after gaming last night so that my gamers could see I wasn't smoking crack when I was talking about making a tshirt into pants. Giffy, I'm using the bright blue "Wairarapa healthcare on the move" shirt. Hope you don't mind!
Will post pictures if they come out looser than skin tight. Here's hoping!
I got a real solid hour of writing done today, including a bit of mull time about who the villain of the story really is and what they are doing. Also how my lead's super power could warn her that her boyfriend might be breaking up with her....hmmm. One hour today equals 11 pages of notebook longhand.
Thanks for all the input re: sex scene by the way. I went the 'less said' route, letting the narrator leave it at a crucial point in the description and obsess at length about how it made her feel. Simultaneously I feel it is the right way to go and I worry that I could have gone deeper (so to speak) and I am wussing out. Oh well, I'll leave it for the re-write.
I'm very sleepy. I had a nap that was rudely interrupted by workmen drilling into walls downstairs. I shan't complain though, since they came through our place and hung the dryer up and installed a soap dish and robe hook in the bathroom and a toilet roll holder in the toilet.
PoF: blankie and new trackies
CO: productive at writing.
Oh, and in case anyone reading this cares as much about Cloverfield as I do, another viral site has been unlocked ( to coincide with American release of the DVD) revealing the origin of the monstar. Check it, check it out.
Posted by jenni at May 7, 2008 04:29 PM