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4 Apr 2003 02:28 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
cimorenei almost finished the first coat of paint on the chair before nine am and took perry to the park. it rained, so we left after about forty-five minutes. then i took a shower, ate two bagels and dozed in front of the television for a wee bit. and then i painted the chair again, so i have smears of pastel orange and green, hot pink and navy paint as high up as my elbows and all over my fingernails--but my hair is clean.
the consequence of a spring shower, which always makes things pleasantly fresh-scrubbed, is a sort of dull grayness about the sky afterwards, as the sun shines brighter, but the cloud cover doesn't dissipate. i think panda was right about walking being particularly anti-depressive, although just doing things, period, is enough in a sense. in fact, i sat there going 'it's only two. what am i supposed to do?' and bouncing my leg, because the chair needs to dry some more before i can do anything to it. i was toying with the idea of going to the mall, but i'm going to be good.
some of my star trek tapes are lost, and we have a bunch of movies, but i can't watch them without my parents because they want to see all of them. i rarely want to watch a movie twice in a year, let alone twice in a weekend, and i often don't want to try to remember to catch it or get up and drive to blockbuster for it, let alone pay money for it in a movie theater.
and the other day, of all cruelties, i finished the last georgette heyer novel in the house.
i am so very very restless! what shall i dooooooooooooooooooooooo. where are holls and claire when you need them? >.> i could write, or sew, or bake, or make icons. if i were really desperate i could clean the living room and the dining room. i don't want to do that, though. ::vibrate:: ::bounce:: MEH.
the consequence of a spring shower, which always makes things pleasantly fresh-scrubbed, is a sort of dull grayness about the sky afterwards, as the sun shines brighter, but the cloud cover doesn't dissipate. i think panda was right about walking being particularly anti-depressive, although just doing things, period, is enough in a sense. in fact, i sat there going 'it's only two. what am i supposed to do?' and bouncing my leg, because the chair needs to dry some more before i can do anything to it. i was toying with the idea of going to the mall, but i'm going to be good.
some of my star trek tapes are lost, and we have a bunch of movies, but i can't watch them without my parents because they want to see all of them. i rarely want to watch a movie twice in a year, let alone twice in a weekend, and i often don't want to try to remember to catch it or get up and drive to blockbuster for it, let alone pay money for it in a movie theater.
and the other day, of all cruelties, i finished the last georgette heyer novel in the house.
i am so very very restless! what shall i dooooooooooooooooooooooo. where are holls and claire when you need them? >.> i could write, or sew, or bake, or make icons. if i were really desperate i could clean the living room and the dining room. i don't want to do that, though. ::vibrate:: ::bounce:: MEH.
