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! You are most Like A Sapphire. Dark, mysterious - but unforgettable. You have a deep beauty. Delicate, and aloof you try to stay away from the limelight but often your intelligence puts you in the deep end. You're like a Sapphire because your beauty is priceless. You're intelligent, full of opinions, and not big-headed about it all. Sometimes you need to put yourself out there, as you can be a bit elusive. Congratulations ... You're the mysterious gem everybody wants to have and learn more about.

?? Which Precious Gem Are You?
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Yeaaaaaaaaaaah okay.

Although I didn't sleep /long/ last night, I finally slept /well/. I suppose all that running around tuckered me plum out (heh).

I've not been properly journaling so I leave things out. Such as the fact that from Tuesday through Thursday, I fell asleep all three nights sitting BOLT UPRIGHT, all my lights on, t.v. blaring, only to wake up freezing on top of the covers when the alarm went off.

Something's gotta give.

Last night, I consciously shut it all down, and actually slept like a normal person. My blood is back where it needs to be and all is well in my world. Sort of. I /have/ no pain in my knees or hands today, and that's WEIRD. I'm so used to waking up in pain that when I don't, I'm all suspicious, like my body is gonna sneak up on me and then fall out. Greaaaaat.

Perhaps I shouldn't have skipped all those sessions with the therapist. Heh.

I have, however, been having the most fantastic and bizarre dreams ever. I've decided today to make myself a journal (GAWD I love those things), and start keeping another sleep journal. I kept one until I finished it, yet never started another. I'm thinking these dreams /need/ my attention, since they are so very long and interesting. Either life is so dull I /need/ fantastic dreams, or my life has been so fantastic, my dreams are reminding me to get up and live like that again. Nahhhhhhhh. Surely, my lil pea brain knows better.

Today I'm going to do more than just maintain the condo. Gonna clean, clean. I'm also about to begin with the very very large (and cumbersome) Picasso, the more intereting guitar pic. I might have to make a run to the dollar store to get white spraypaint. Thise one is three times the size of the other, so I have more room to do it right. Z's already hung the other one (although I don't know that HIS place has enough studs in the wall to handle all my art...lol), so I figured since I cut that one short, I'd do this one justice.

I hope I remember to photograph it before it leaves the house. Yikes.

But before all this, I'll do my taxes. Ugh. Gotta be done, and TaxACT is amazing for those of you who do your own. I highly recommend using it. You just have to be a little smart (hahaha), and pay them a couple of bucks for their software. It alerts you when you've made a potential blunder, so you can correct it and send it out clean.

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Alrighty. Might as well get up /now/. It's dark and no one's stirring about yet. I might even get in some laundry.

Then again, all of this might fall by the wayside while I stay in bed and just enjoy doing




( 10 whispered — Speak )
Feb. 3rd, 2008 09:24 am (UTC)
Yeh, it's Sunday fer chrissake... enjoy the leisure hour or two, before setting to that condo!

I've dyed a strip of furnishing fabric with old tea, to darken it to the exact burgundy red of the sofa cushions (patch-making). While wearing a cream sweater. Which is now dotted with spots of burgundy. I swear, I'm a walking stain-magnet.

Off to wipe down all the tiles in the bathroom... how can they get DUSTY? They're TILES!
Feb. 3rd, 2008 09:59 am (UTC)
The only thing I've accomplished thus far is washing the window on which I'm going to paint. LOL. I'm in no hurry to get anything done. He forgot, too, to buy black paint which is crucial for this one. Grrrrr! I can't mix it, because black is too convoluted, and might not be the "same black" in different areas at different times. Very frustrating, when I'm ready to start a project!

Er...tiles are dusty? LOL. The tops of my shower tiles will get dusty if I don't take care of them once a week, simply due to the design of my shower. You'd think, though, that dust would slip off. LOL :)
Feb. 3rd, 2008 11:46 am (UTC)
Exactly. Flat, shiny, impermeable surfaces, on a vertical plane - how can dust even stick? Oh well. Managed to ignore them till now.
Feb. 3rd, 2008 01:19 pm (UTC)
I'm thinking dust sticks to /everything/. If it can stick to glass and and crystal...lol :) I'm always having to clean off mine.
Feb. 3rd, 2008 02:50 pm (UTC)
I'm glad you got good sleep :D It would be interesting to know what you dreamt about though!

And I think that meme result fits :D
Feb. 3rd, 2008 04:09 pm (UTC)
I didn't get enough of it (sleep) though. I need a few hours more. Tonight, iffn I'm lucky :)

The meme doesn't fit! Ewwwwwwww! lol :) :D I'm glad you're enjoying time with your son. I've been on the fly for the past couple of days, and no time to do anything online. *sad face*
Feb. 3rd, 2008 04:25 pm (UTC)
Yeah... I hope you get that sleep! I'm not going to get any tonight with the game on :)

Feb. 3rd, 2008 07:38 pm (UTC)
Game? What game ya playin'? LOL :) I'll be gettin' sleep in about an hour :)
Feb. 3rd, 2008 03:42 pm (UTC)
At least you got some sleep last night...
Feb. 3rd, 2008 04:10 pm (UTC)
Finally! I should've gone BACK to sleep, though, when I woke up so early. I need a few more good, solid hours and who knows about tonight. I'm about to start on the second Picasso of the guitar duo. This one's more intricate, so...we all know I'll stay up all night doing that if I'm not careful :)
( 10 whispered — Speak )


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Here is the man with three staves, and here the Wheel,
And here is the one-eyed merchant, and this card
Which is blank, is something that he carries on his back,
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The Hanged Man. Fear death by water.
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