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dragonlady7y'know, within something like eight years, every single cell in your body will have been replaced, except your nervous system.
that's Zobar's deep and disturbing thought of the morning.
Yup yup.
He keeps making fun of me for my drunken "i-can't-type" post. Meanie. I was saying nice things about him. Little twerp. :p
Anyhow. My body hates me. Zobar pointed out that my body is me, but he doesn't understand that while we occupy the same space and use the same brain, we're on totally different agendas. (gory explanation: i just got my period and, as per usual, my body is trying to kill me. I think it wants me to reproduce, while that's just about my primary thing to avoid. So this time every month it lets me know what it thinks of all the mean tricks I play on it to keep it from producing young. Stupid body.) I'm doing ok, but occasionally I'll just flip out and like throw something or snap at poor Zobar, and then return to normal, without even having realized what I'd done. I was preparing to do the dishes last night, whilst preparing dinner, and for some reason Zobar came and did them, which he hates to do. So I'm assuming that I must have said or done something indicative of a mood snap (they're not even mood swings), because I was feeling mildly cranky for a moment, I think... he seemed terrified though. Funny.
So yeah.
Much of this weekend has been spent asleep. We're really... lively people. Yeah...
But, surely we'll do something else today... maybe.
Had weird dream-- was moving... moving furniture... from a big old house... i was taking some of it to put here... there were fictional characters in the dream... my fictional characters... it was odd.
Anyhow, I must go get the sleep out of my head.
that's Zobar's deep and disturbing thought of the morning.
Yup yup.
He keeps making fun of me for my drunken "i-can't-type" post. Meanie. I was saying nice things about him. Little twerp. :p
Anyhow. My body hates me. Zobar pointed out that my body is me, but he doesn't understand that while we occupy the same space and use the same brain, we're on totally different agendas. (gory explanation: i just got my period and, as per usual, my body is trying to kill me. I think it wants me to reproduce, while that's just about my primary thing to avoid. So this time every month it lets me know what it thinks of all the mean tricks I play on it to keep it from producing young. Stupid body.) I'm doing ok, but occasionally I'll just flip out and like throw something or snap at poor Zobar, and then return to normal, without even having realized what I'd done. I was preparing to do the dishes last night, whilst preparing dinner, and for some reason Zobar came and did them, which he hates to do. So I'm assuming that I must have said or done something indicative of a mood snap (they're not even mood swings), because I was feeling mildly cranky for a moment, I think... he seemed terrified though. Funny.
So yeah.
Much of this weekend has been spent asleep. We're really... lively people. Yeah...
But, surely we'll do something else today... maybe.
Had weird dream-- was moving... moving furniture... from a big old house... i was taking some of it to put here... there were fictional characters in the dream... my fictional characters... it was odd.
Anyhow, I must go get the sleep out of my head.
