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Oct. 17th, 2006 01:10 amWhoa. Just read a fic. And I thought I recognized it. And I do. It's almost the exact same fic as a Babylon 5 one I read a while back (and was really excited about because it was Delenn/Susan/Talia) just for Farscape. Interesting. I wonder if the original author knows.
Oh, nevermind. Same author. Even more interesting.
My computer is being really slow and freezing. Which is bad. I'm sort of worried. I don't have that much stuff open. 11 IE windows, okay, maybe that's a lot, but I've often had more with no problems. But now that I'm down to 4, it's not so bad. I don't like it that there is that problem, though.
I got untired somewhere. Like, I was exhausted a couple of hours ago, and then I found some fic, and then from that I found other fic, and just now realized that I had wanted to be in bed like 2 hours ago. And of course, thinking about it makes me tired again. But I've got more to read still! But I'm not going to. Because of my exhaustedness. I'm needing my ritalin just to stay awake now, and I'm feeling like I need to sleep all the time. Bad.
There's a scab on my arm that's trying to fall off from when I skinned part of my forearm during the reinstallation of the back seat of the van after the previously mentioned freezer escapade. It's loose on the edges and all, and I have to keep telling myself not to mess with it, because I've got enough scars already, thanks. But the edges are catching on things, like when you put on a shirt, and then it pulls, and so I want to get rid of the hangy off bit, but I don't want to do even that for fear that I'll pull too much off, and it will bleed, and scar, and bad. /slightlygrossstory
Oh, nevermind. Same author. Even more interesting.
My computer is being really slow and freezing. Which is bad. I'm sort of worried. I don't have that much stuff open. 11 IE windows, okay, maybe that's a lot, but I've often had more with no problems. But now that I'm down to 4, it's not so bad. I don't like it that there is that problem, though.
I got untired somewhere. Like, I was exhausted a couple of hours ago, and then I found some fic, and then from that I found other fic, and just now realized that I had wanted to be in bed like 2 hours ago. And of course, thinking about it makes me tired again. But I've got more to read still! But I'm not going to. Because of my exhaustedness. I'm needing my ritalin just to stay awake now, and I'm feeling like I need to sleep all the time. Bad.
There's a scab on my arm that's trying to fall off from when I skinned part of my forearm during the reinstallation of the back seat of the van after the previously mentioned freezer escapade. It's loose on the edges and all, and I have to keep telling myself not to mess with it, because I've got enough scars already, thanks. But the edges are catching on things, like when you put on a shirt, and then it pulls, and so I want to get rid of the hangy off bit, but I don't want to do even that for fear that I'll pull too much off, and it will bleed, and scar, and bad. /slightlygrossstory