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Happiness is an empty house
I don't have much to tell really, except all guests have left and the house is all mine again! ::dances::
I keep remembering some chinese proverb that says something like: 'The host is happy when the guests have left'. If you substitute ecstatic for happy it might just fit! Two weeks is a long time. Anyway - so here I am, sat in front of our pretty iMac, leisurely looking through my friends-list listening to the Buffy-soundtrack and eating chocolate! I was going to do a long rant about how my mother manages to annoy me incredibly without even knowing it, but I can't be bothered and I doubt anyone would want to read about it anyway!
Instead I'm going to try to think of some sort of idea or theme for my art-work-month (I'm convinced my muse has run away with the circus)(actually, having thought about it a bit more, I think she's gone on an exchange-program, since I seem to have acquired a writing-muse). And there's also that Intervention essay I keep mentioning as well as my fic - but the house is empty!!! :)
Will go think of clever things now (and put some washing in the washing machine).
I keep remembering some chinese proverb that says something like: 'The host is happy when the guests have left'. If you substitute ecstatic for happy it might just fit! Two weeks is a long time. Anyway - so here I am, sat in front of our pretty iMac, leisurely looking through my friends-list listening to the Buffy-soundtrack and eating chocolate! I was going to do a long rant about how my mother manages to annoy me incredibly without even knowing it, but I can't be bothered and I doubt anyone would want to read about it anyway!
Instead I'm going to try to think of some sort of idea or theme for my art-work-month (I'm convinced my muse has run away with the circus)(actually, having thought about it a bit more, I think she's gone on an exchange-program, since I seem to have acquired a writing-muse). And there's also that Intervention essay I keep mentioning as well as my fic - but the house is empty!!! :)
Will go think of clever things now (and put some washing in the washing machine).