yukinoomoni: (Lucina Unmasked)
Hello.

It's been quite a long time, hasn't it? How are you all? What's new? What have I missed? I hope nothing bad.

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So, to sum up, I really am still here and around. Just not online. And it was due to fear and loss and both. And I will strive to come online once a week, if just to update my writing (which has been really awesome).

Also, I humble request detailed comments about your own goings-on since I was online last. Even a sentence is okay. I just want to make sure you are all okay, and I think it would take WAY too long to try to read that far back (if I can).

A detailed post following this one will be locked, as it goes into details about personal stuff. So if I have not provided an acceptable explanation, you can probably figure it out from it (maybe). If you are reading this as a public post but would like to know more, just comment here and I will explain as much as I feel comfortable doing so in public. Otherwise, PM me.

Once again, sorry.

And, hello.
yukinoomoni: (Shaley)
So here are the photos I took this year. Sorry they're late! I didn't take as many this year - Crimmas was rather quiet this year. So here we go!

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Nice Day

Nov. 10th, 2011 10:13 am
yukinoomoni: (Smile)
This morning, I woke up exhausted, but that was my fault since I decided to take a sleeping pill the night before. It worked, mostly, but it does leave me feeling really tired in the morning. Luckily, last night's nausea and pain were mere residues.

I got up, showered and dressed and all of that. After, I found Nim in my room, curled up where I usually sleep. When she saw me come in, she left, but allowed me to hug her before doing so, wagging her tail in a sleepy, crooked circle. Basement Cat Mab made a rare appearance, and she chirped and fell over for me and accepted my affections with no arguments or fear. Milo was a blob at the foot of the stairs, greeting me with a helium meow and a headbutt.

The air outside was crisp and cool - a little grey, but still nice. I couldn't help but feel cheerful, so I was smiling a lot. No one tried to run me over, and lots of people waited for me to cross the street, even smiling back when I smiled and waved in gratitude.

I walked past a woman on my way from the bank, with my head tilted back and looking at the clouds. She saw me looking up and said jovially, "It looks like that might be coming, soon."

For a split second I was unsure of what she meant, but then I got it and I grinned, placed my finger to my lips and said, "Shh, it'll hear you and then it'll happen!"

We both laughed and went on our ways, cheered by our mutual superstition of snow.

My coffee was prepared wonderfully today, nice and sweet. My bagel was delicious.

The store is very quiet, very empty. There isn't much to do, and not a lot of people have come in yet, today.

Right now, there are clouds dark with impending precipitation. In some patches, a glimpse of the sunlight can be seen.

It's a very nice day.
yukinoomoni: (Ahaha!)
Here's that Milo post I keep meaning to put up.

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yukinoomoni: (Ahaha!)
Here's that Milo post I keep meaning to put up.

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yukinoomoni: (Eh?)
There is a bee in the store. The stupid thing is, I swear it flew in the moment I thought, "Wow it would be really shitty if a bee flew in the open door!" FUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU---

The door is open because the whole store reeks of gasoline. It's making me sick ;.;.

Maple Cinnamon French Toast Bagels are why I am alive.

I'm writing today! The idea came into my head after my shower. That happens a lot.

I haven't shaved in a couple of days but I'm wearing shorts. Do you think anyone will notice?

THE BEE JUST CAME BACK SDGKLHSDGKLH. I'm starting to suspect it's the same bee that tried to fuck my ear on my way back from Tim's.

All I can hear are saws, saws, saws. I keep telling myself, "Thai Express is worth it, the food is delicious," over and over again, but still! RAR!

Obligatory babble about 9/11 )

I'm really starting to enjoy meditation. I sometimes actually crave it. I'll be reading, and then my eyes slide to my straw cushion, and I'll end up putting the book down and doing zazen for like, fifteen minutes. The longest I've sat is only a half-hour, but hey, I'm a newbie. Leave me alone.

My shorts are too big. What the flying fuck. A year ago I had the opposite problem. This is stupid. Don't be mad at me for saying that ;.;. I don't like it. I like being chubby. It makes me feel Willendorf (if you don't get that, look it up).

Milo is a moron. He keeps trapping himself in the living room to sleep on the rocking chair. But he can't find his way out so whenever he wants out he CRIES and CRIES and I shriek at him not to do that and he does it anyway. And then when I rescue him he clings to me and purrs. STOP TRAPPING ME WITH LOVE.

I have a video and pics of him, by the way. I will post them tomorrow.

I had a dream the other night that my hair was loooong. It was scary and sad and weird. My hair will never be long.

My fingers are thin enough to wear my parents' ring again. It's pretty. I like it.

By the way, Terry, your stone is a Garnet. I always picture you with Amethyst, though. Probably the purple thing. And also, Garnet is more orange than red. Stupid picture.

I think that's it. Time to earn my paycheque, lol.

Bye.

FINALLY

Sep. 9th, 2010 02:02 pm
yukinoomoni: (I'M FUCKING BLIND)
I'VE TAGGED MY WHOLE GODDAMNED JOURNAL!!!

I forgot a tag for Harry Potter and Gilmore Girls, but damned if I'm going over this sludge pit of a journal again. Fuck.
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