Whee. Rambling.
Dec. 21st, 2003 10:43 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
elsajeniMmm. I'm sleepy, and I think I've just pissed off Dorin. (Ah, no, apparently not, he's answering me now. Apparently he just wandered off. Good.) Also I'm starving. Hmm.
Too lazy to go and get food. Ought to go to bed soon, anyway. Supposed to go someplace with Jonnie in the morning.
Hmm. Dorin is now insisting that Eomer reminds him of Elvis. (Although admittedly I started it by saying that he (Eomer, not Elvis) reminded me of Dorin.) Possibly he, also, should get some sleep.
Yes, it's the 11:00 PM Stream of Consciousness gibberish. Why am I this tired if it's only 11? (I mean, besides that I keep going to bed at, oh, 2 and waking up at, oh, 6 for some reason and not being able to get back to sleep.)
At Megan's party we played Truth or Dare Jenga and one of the Dares (or Truths? Dares, I guess) was to mime three things you do before going to sleep. Hmm. I'm not sure why I thought that was relevant. Possibly it has to do with the sleepiness theme.
Oh! And I met Great Danes! They were really sweet!
Not that that was relevant, either.
Hmm. Off to, um, off to do whatever it was I was off to do. Something. Fuck this, I'm going to sleep.
OH! I forgot a part. Eli was a camel in the Christmas pageant at church today and he was totally the best camel ever. Also there were four Wise Men, presumably because no one wanted to leave out the fourth kid who wanted to be a Wise Man. It was very very cute. And now I cannot help remembering when my 2nd grade Sunday school class did the live Nativity scene and I was the Virgin Mary. (Shut up. Shut up right now. Thank you.)
And, on that note, I think I'll be off. Anyway, I sense that Mom's about to come in here and ask why I'm still up when I swore up and down that I was going to bed early tonight, no really I was this time. Goodnight.
Too lazy to go and get food. Ought to go to bed soon, anyway. Supposed to go someplace with Jonnie in the morning.
Hmm. Dorin is now insisting that Eomer reminds him of Elvis. (Although admittedly I started it by saying that he (Eomer, not Elvis) reminded me of Dorin.) Possibly he, also, should get some sleep.
Yes, it's the 11:00 PM Stream of Consciousness gibberish. Why am I this tired if it's only 11? (I mean, besides that I keep going to bed at, oh, 2 and waking up at, oh, 6 for some reason and not being able to get back to sleep.)
At Megan's party we played Truth or Dare Jenga and one of the Dares (or Truths? Dares, I guess) was to mime three things you do before going to sleep. Hmm. I'm not sure why I thought that was relevant. Possibly it has to do with the sleepiness theme.
Oh! And I met Great Danes! They were really sweet!
Not that that was relevant, either.
Hmm. Off to, um, off to do whatever it was I was off to do. Something. Fuck this, I'm going to sleep.
OH! I forgot a part. Eli was a camel in the Christmas pageant at church today and he was totally the best camel ever. Also there were four Wise Men, presumably because no one wanted to leave out the fourth kid who wanted to be a Wise Man. It was very very cute. And now I cannot help remembering when my 2nd grade Sunday school class did the live Nativity scene and I was the Virgin Mary. (Shut up. Shut up right now. Thank you.)
And, on that note, I think I'll be off. Anyway, I sense that Mom's about to come in here and ask why I'm still up when I swore up and down that I was going to bed early tonight, no really I was this time. Goodnight.
