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Mar. 4th, 2002 12:46 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
verbminxI am so ill...
I went to the movies tonight and actually had to leave early cos I was sick.
I'm feeling inspired to work on a fiction project I haven't touched in a while, but right now, too tired. tired tired. it's my bedtime. I didn't get to see Six Feet Under tonight, so I'll have to catch the Tuesday repeat. i need to get this writing done soon, too, because it's a difficult topic when I'm not in just the right mood.
On the way to the theater, travelling I-95, we got bombarded by HUGE flying insects... all over the car, swarming, lying dead all over the road. Big splats on the windshield about every 20 seconds for at least 5 minutes, and a lot of near-misses, skids over the top of the car, and unlucky (for them) pings off the antenna. Aside from being a serious, soul-deep squick for me, they were also hitting so loudly and surprisingly that it was activating my panic responses (the whole exaggerated startle mechanism - I can deal with ONE startle, not a fast succession of them). Then, on the way home, nothing larger than a gnat... and three beautiful small deer grazing quietly by the side of the road, like a redemption.
And a opossum bumbling through the theater parking lot! Opossums do not walk, they bumble. I wanted to stop the car and give it a hug and a morsel, but opossums really want neither from me, and are best left to their fuzzy selves.
A side note, thoughtful: life is too short for melodrama.
I went to the movies tonight and actually had to leave early cos I was sick.
I'm feeling inspired to work on a fiction project I haven't touched in a while, but right now, too tired. tired tired. it's my bedtime. I didn't get to see Six Feet Under tonight, so I'll have to catch the Tuesday repeat. i need to get this writing done soon, too, because it's a difficult topic when I'm not in just the right mood.
On the way to the theater, travelling I-95, we got bombarded by HUGE flying insects... all over the car, swarming, lying dead all over the road. Big splats on the windshield about every 20 seconds for at least 5 minutes, and a lot of near-misses, skids over the top of the car, and unlucky (for them) pings off the antenna. Aside from being a serious, soul-deep squick for me, they were also hitting so loudly and surprisingly that it was activating my panic responses (the whole exaggerated startle mechanism - I can deal with ONE startle, not a fast succession of them). Then, on the way home, nothing larger than a gnat... and three beautiful small deer grazing quietly by the side of the road, like a redemption.
And a opossum bumbling through the theater parking lot! Opossums do not walk, they bumble. I wanted to stop the car and give it a hug and a morsel, but opossums really want neither from me, and are best left to their fuzzy selves.
A side note, thoughtful: life is too short for melodrama.
