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deathpixie) wrote2002-02-23 12:25 pm
deathpixie) wrote2002-02-23 12:25 pm
Fits of contrariness...
I discovered something - or re-discovered, since I already knew this, it just tends to lie low until someone triggers it - that I am a contrary sort of person. In that I react oppositely to what people expect me to do. Hassle me about a fic overmuch and I will lose interest in it. Beg me for sequels and I'll go "eh, maybe", and promptly forget. I tell myself I'm done with a particular set of fics, and next thing I know is I'm knee-deep in plot bunnies.
So, if you make several requests for me to do something, you're only going to increase the delay. Yes, I do read my email, but no, I don't reply then and there. Especially after a long week of general dissatisfaction on a night when my stomach is unhappy with something I've put in it and all I really have planned for the evening is lying on the couch watching the ABC's Cary Grant movie showcase. Patience, grasshopper. I will get to to our request when I get to it, especially when said request is for something whose status quo hasn't changed for several months and isn't looking to do so anytime soon.
*hrmphs* Apologies, but I don't like to be nagged. Especially when it's only been a bloody day since the first request.
***
Mel rang last night. And we broke the four hour barrier, which was quite a feat considering it was 10pm when she called. *grins* Needless to say there wasn't much movement from my side of things until mid-morning.
Oh, Mel, the loud bang we heard last night here seems to have been kids putting firecrackers in the St Vinnie's clothing bin in the park next door. At 2am. *rolls eyes* They seriously need to provide more entertainment for young people in this town.
***
BRM's over in Albury getting me a new seat post and bracket for the MTB, which will mean the seat won't tilt back and hopefully we can get it another inch higher so my knees don't hurt when I ride it for any distance (the frame's a smidge too short). Which means I'll ride the thing more and get thrown off less - the weight distribution of it at the moment is partly the reason why I keep falling off in stupid circumstances. All the weiight's in the back, meaning the steering is incredibly unstable. So, hopefully he'll find what he's after.
*looks outside* Garden today, I think. It's too nice a day to spend inside, and I know if I do, I'll just end up getting angsty. Especially when I've got this discontented feeling today stemming from the reading of people's LJs and wishing I was seeing ficcers this weekend, instead of having to wait until March at the earliest. *sighs* Sometimes I really do feel like I'm serving time up here, in my other-imposed, self-perpetuating exile. I'm so damned restless, like I was saying to Mel - I want to be gone. Away. Not here. No constraints save the unavoidable financial ones - and I can live pretty damn cheaply when I need to - just me and the open road and any number of options ahead of me. No responsibilities, except for myself, no obligations except those I impose on myself.
*sighs* Yep, definitely need to go out into the garden today. Got some serious discontent to work off with the lawn mower.
So, if you make several requests for me to do something, you're only going to increase the delay. Yes, I do read my email, but no, I don't reply then and there. Especially after a long week of general dissatisfaction on a night when my stomach is unhappy with something I've put in it and all I really have planned for the evening is lying on the couch watching the ABC's Cary Grant movie showcase. Patience, grasshopper. I will get to to our request when I get to it, especially when said request is for something whose status quo hasn't changed for several months and isn't looking to do so anytime soon.
*hrmphs* Apologies, but I don't like to be nagged. Especially when it's only been a bloody day since the first request.
***
Mel rang last night. And we broke the four hour barrier, which was quite a feat considering it was 10pm when she called. *grins* Needless to say there wasn't much movement from my side of things until mid-morning.
Oh, Mel, the loud bang we heard last night here seems to have been kids putting firecrackers in the St Vinnie's clothing bin in the park next door. At 2am. *rolls eyes* They seriously need to provide more entertainment for young people in this town.
***
BRM's over in Albury getting me a new seat post and bracket for the MTB, which will mean the seat won't tilt back and hopefully we can get it another inch higher so my knees don't hurt when I ride it for any distance (the frame's a smidge too short). Which means I'll ride the thing more and get thrown off less - the weight distribution of it at the moment is partly the reason why I keep falling off in stupid circumstances. All the weiight's in the back, meaning the steering is incredibly unstable. So, hopefully he'll find what he's after.
*looks outside* Garden today, I think. It's too nice a day to spend inside, and I know if I do, I'll just end up getting angsty. Especially when I've got this discontented feeling today stemming from the reading of people's LJs and wishing I was seeing ficcers this weekend, instead of having to wait until March at the earliest. *sighs* Sometimes I really do feel like I'm serving time up here, in my other-imposed, self-perpetuating exile. I'm so damned restless, like I was saying to Mel - I want to be gone. Away. Not here. No constraints save the unavoidable financial ones - and I can live pretty damn cheaply when I need to - just me and the open road and any number of options ahead of me. No responsibilities, except for myself, no obligations except those I impose on myself.
*sighs* Yep, definitely need to go out into the garden today. Got some serious discontent to work off with the lawn mower.