![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
Someday I will have a mood other than "tired"
... but today is not that day.
So, just a random update:
Pete came out of surgery fine, although he'll have to stay at the vet for another 48 hours (on an IV, since he's had an emergency sockectomy and can't eat solid food for a while).
I am really tired of this random mystery fatigue bullshit I've had all week.
There will probably be no linkspam tonight, because I am going to finish this recap or die trying.
I had a weird dream about my teeth falling out--it's a recurring dream of mine, and it's apparently fairly common, but in this dream, it was specifically my left canine. The fact that it was a "vampire tooth," as it were, makes me wonder if the dream was about Black Ribbon-writing anxieties. Or anxieties about not writing it, since I'm having to work on other things at the moment. Very possible.
Also, speaking of Slutoween: Nightmare on Elm Street: Sexy Kreuger Costume. Okay, first of all, it's Krueger, thank you, and second of all, NO.
ETA: OH HAY WE NEED A JOURNAL FLASHBACK FOR TODAY. Let's go with... the Empire recaps I did a couple of years back. No, I only did the four. I need to do the other two, and I do have the DVD, so I can... when I have a project or two out of the way. I particularly recommend the third episode (the Gladiator ripoff with Dennis Haysbert) and the fourth one (the orgy that Fiona Shaw walks out on). I really do need to do the other two, though, because the one where Emily Blunt and Candypants have to hole up for the night in an Ancient Roman motel room is pretty funny.
So, just a random update:
Pete came out of surgery fine, although he'll have to stay at the vet for another 48 hours (on an IV, since he's had an emergency sockectomy and can't eat solid food for a while).
I am really tired of this random mystery fatigue bullshit I've had all week.
There will probably be no linkspam tonight, because I am going to finish this recap or die trying.
I had a weird dream about my teeth falling out--it's a recurring dream of mine, and it's apparently fairly common, but in this dream, it was specifically my left canine. The fact that it was a "vampire tooth," as it were, makes me wonder if the dream was about Black Ribbon-writing anxieties. Or anxieties about not writing it, since I'm having to work on other things at the moment. Very possible.
Also, speaking of Slutoween: Nightmare on Elm Street: Sexy Kreuger Costume. Okay, first of all, it's Krueger, thank you, and second of all, NO.
ETA: OH HAY WE NEED A JOURNAL FLASHBACK FOR TODAY. Let's go with... the Empire recaps I did a couple of years back. No, I only did the four. I need to do the other two, and I do have the DVD, so I can... when I have a project or two out of the way. I particularly recommend the third episode (the Gladiator ripoff with Dennis Haysbert) and the fourth one (the orgy that Fiona Shaw walks out on). I really do need to do the other two, though, because the one where Emily Blunt and Candypants have to hole up for the night in an Ancient Roman motel room is pretty funny.