~Duomi

Have you ever noticed how in the summer, it gets really hot out?

Well, we've been experiencing a bit of that phenomenon here of late. Heerichan's currently passed out in the living room in front of the AC. I would be, but hunger woke me up, and then the internet decided to keep me company for a while.

So, yeah. Mom's still moving to Florida soon, but happily, she brought me over a few bookshelves! I now have 6 set up here (hey, not all of them are full shelves! Some are sort of cute half-shelves.) so all of the non-essential books are off the floor. Essential books are: Death Note: Another Note, DN13, and whatever book I'm currently reading. That way I have easy note-taking options and reading at my fingertips within my perimeter of laziness.

Somehow, the floor has no more room. I think I just took the room not used by books and filled it with paper, random bits and bobs from my pockets, and a few purses I'm decking out Mario style. This happens faster than my mind can comprehend.

On a similar note, the bookshelves at least helped get the rest of my boxes gone, so I feel accomplished in that respect. However, we're getting behind! Heerichan and I've lived here a year, now, but we still haven't modded the apartment. Aside from changing the skin-- I mean, painting the walls-- we don't have any customizations up besides a few things in the kitchen. Maybe we can work on that tomorrow... Hrm.

Note: This entry has nothing to do with Dublin, or Irish things in general, even potatos. I've just been listening to the version of that song by the Dropkick Murphys too often, and so.

Anyway, it's come to my attention that I can be a complete idiot sometimes. Most times. Very often. I've been too lazy to get a new subscription to dA, and so I stare at the messages and art-to-look-at piling up and completely avoid the situation by... reading fanfics maybe? So I often don't get around to replying to comments at all, or sometimes reading them for a month or so. This isn't because I don't appreciate and love the comments, it's only because I'm lazy!

I've been trying to stay a little more on top of things in the last... er... two weeks or so.

Unfortunately, consistency is not one of my virtues.

Anywaaay, not much else to say aside from the fact that colds suck, the weather's been crazy, and the USPS is on my shitlist for delivering my fourth archive volume of ElfQuest to the wrong person. I still haven't found it, but I'll ask the apartment manager tomorrow if there's any way to find who ended up with my package and didn't return it to me and lynch them. My sister and I have some of the original printings of EQ, but thanks to mom they're a bit moldy around the edges.

On a positive note, I finally found some Sherlock Holmes collections at a half-price bookstore! I've been looking for a few months now, I've meant to read at least a few of the stories and never got around to it. Also, Heerichan got me an L bag, which I shall make use of when the rain isn't threatening the bag's existence.

Discovered that attempting to read fanfiction after watching and re-watching Yahtzee's "Zero Punctuation" vids (Google it) for more than an hour is a terrible idea. Amusing since I'm spaced out and half-awake, but all in all, having the voice in my head when I'm trying to read a yaoi fic speaking in a quick, clipped sarcastic tone and with the images in my mind having little battles in wonderous 2D with occasional flashes of words is not conducive to the real purpose of the story.

...Aside from that, the only real reason I'm updating is to get the comment meme off of my main page and because we finally had a sunny day today so after cleaning for four hours straight in my boxers while blasting Gnarls Barkley I can finally walk around the apartment again with an intense sense of satisfaction instead of an itching neuroticism. It makes me happy, so I put it here, since this is apparently the only journal I touch anymore.

I'm trying really hard to tie this back in to art somehow so I don't feel like an idiot. Art, girl, think art! ...Or think anything at all. I keep going into a trance-like state where I stare at the little digital representation of time on my computer wondering why I'm writing this instead of crawling into bed like I should. I think it's because I keep hearing songs on Winamp I like, and then decide that really, that's more important than sleep.

Ah well. Cleaning won out today over doing anything else, but it was worth it.

For anyone looking at this journal out of some sense of mild curiosity if they found me through fanfiction, just edit out the part where I said I spent four hours cleaning and replace it with 'writing' and we'll both feel better. *waves*

Comment on this entry and...

1. I'll tell you why I added you to my f-list.
2. I'll associate you with something.
3. I'll tell you something I like about you.
4. I'll explain a memory I have about you.
5. I'll relate you with a character or a pairing.
6. I'll ask you something that I always wanted to know about you.
7. I'll tell you which of your userpics I like most.
8. And you'll post this in return at you journal!

Meme stolen from

For "1.", this might be more like "Why I devWatched you/ like you/ like your art or writing/ why you're generally awesome."

And for "7.", maybe change "userpics" to "art-pieces"? This was for livejournal originally, but hell if I update that, so here.

I've been trying to resist the urge to draw way too much DN art-- as you might be able to guess from the Near pics, hmm? I'll get ideas and then think, 'no, show restraint! Be strong!'. This is partly inspired by my having gotten 'How to read 13' and 'Another Note' in the mail, so I can look over random facts in the series and read a new murder story with Mello's narration... fun!

But! Heerichan found adapters for the scanner, meaning I may/may not have scanner access!!! So I can scan that zombie picture I've wanted to color for two years. This shows great promise to be entertaining to me for my forseeable future. It's also been getting slightly more sunny, meaning I'll get to do my 'open all windows in the apartment, clean everything, bask in everything being clean' thing again. That's on my top ten list of things I enjoy doing. I still don't know if that's weirdly domestic or just sort of neurotic. It's only fully satisfying when it's warm with a bit of a breeze though... what?

Yup, that's all.

"I think of you as a guy with a great set of tits."
-Adrian, explaining how he can remain friends with me in spite of the fact that I'm a girl ~ 03/21/2008 ( Thanks, Adrian. I still snicker thinking on this... )