MY FEET ARE ALL TINGLY...
Sep. 15th, 2006 10:26 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
arkratirma...because I'm sitting cross-legged in my chair. I do that a lot.
SO! I'll get this damn car thing over with eventually. I used to have dreams about driving when I was little, and in my dreams it was always so simple. GAH!
Kat and I are talking on MSN AND playing LJ comment tag at the same time. We rock!
My mood has definitely improved since Wednesday. It's amazing how easily discouraged I am. But what made me so upset is that Dad told me I failed my written test BEFORE I got it back. Believe me, if he hadn't told me that, I'd have taken the failure much more lightly. You either pass or you fail. Once he told me I 'definitely didn't pass', the possibility of passing was outweighed by two 'chances' of failing. I know he didn't mean to hurt my feelings, and he apologized later that evening and told me how much it breaks his heart to see me cry, but - oh well. I'll just take it again when I'm ready.
Thanks again to the comments for the last post, they really helped; thanks also to Ellie, Kat, Tina, and Jason for talking on MSN. That made me feel better, too, and I actually got some doodles done (including pre-fanart for Watership Down!).
Something cool that happened from those conversations: I kept mentioning how cars suck and I should just sprout wings and fly places; early Thursday morning (that's when I went to bed) and had a dream about flying. It was back in my yard in Weimar. God, we had such a gorgeous view there, and I'd always longed to be able to fly over our yard and straight down to the American River. In my dream, I was able to fly over many familiar places, but at the end of my journey, I came across not the American River, but a foggy beach seemingly near an ocean. It was a beautiful sight; I wish I had more dreams like it.
And I have finally begun reading again! I am almost to chapter five (or Fit 5) in The Plague Dogs, and my God, it's amazing. Amazing. I watched the movie again last night, too (while Gimpy slept in my lap), and was able to note the similarities and differences between it and the book up to Fit 3. Reading is one of my favorite things to do, but I hadn't read in a long time. Oddly, I've read the first chapter of The Plague Dogs three times; the first two times when I borrowed the Auburn Library's copy, and for some reason I'd never been able to get into the book after that. Now that I've passed Fit 1, I'm making sure I read regularly.
It's fun trying to pronounce the tod's speech; he's understandable in the movie, but check this out:
"Haald yer gob! Them lot o' th' fell, kidder! If ye got ne nose, ye got lugs, ha' ye not?"
"Ay, time we wor away hyem."
The above is easier to understand than some of the tod's other lines, but the more you read it, the more you understand him. I like reading his lines aloud to see if I can get that "lilting rogue's jargon" right.
Today was gorgeously cloudy: at around 5:00 PM, I decided to take Lupin on a walk to the mailboxes and back. I wish we'd taught her to heel; Lupin may have been the runt of her litter, but she's eighty pounds of pure muscle and likes to pull on the leash. At least she's not as bad as Honey, one of Aunt Pam's dogs: Honey pulls so hard on her leash that she chokes herself and gags up milk-white mucus. Eeesh. Lupin kept a fast pace, so I got a good walk. The TreadClimber prepared me for that, it did.
Oh, and for some Draco cuteness: last night, I was letting him crawl around on my floor, and he nuzzled under my beanbag - and slept there for a few hours. I got him up and put him on my lap as I read more of The Plague Dogs, then put a towel over him so the lamplight wouldn't bother him. When I was done reading for the night, he was completely konked out; I put him to bed on the towel and he didn't wake up at all. He's so FREAKING cute.
Dad's friends Jim and Rick (brothers) are visiting, and Dad and I have gotten them interested in House. This means I've now watched the first and second season three episode three times each. OH GOD WHAT IS WRONG WITH ME?!
:D
SO! I'll get this damn car thing over with eventually. I used to have dreams about driving when I was little, and in my dreams it was always so simple. GAH!
Kat and I are talking on MSN AND playing LJ comment tag at the same time. We rock!
My mood has definitely improved since Wednesday. It's amazing how easily discouraged I am. But what made me so upset is that Dad told me I failed my written test BEFORE I got it back. Believe me, if he hadn't told me that, I'd have taken the failure much more lightly. You either pass or you fail. Once he told me I 'definitely didn't pass', the possibility of passing was outweighed by two 'chances' of failing. I know he didn't mean to hurt my feelings, and he apologized later that evening and told me how much it breaks his heart to see me cry, but - oh well. I'll just take it again when I'm ready.
Thanks again to the comments for the last post, they really helped; thanks also to Ellie, Kat, Tina, and Jason for talking on MSN. That made me feel better, too, and I actually got some doodles done (including pre-fanart for Watership Down!).
Something cool that happened from those conversations: I kept mentioning how cars suck and I should just sprout wings and fly places; early Thursday morning (that's when I went to bed) and had a dream about flying. It was back in my yard in Weimar. God, we had such a gorgeous view there, and I'd always longed to be able to fly over our yard and straight down to the American River. In my dream, I was able to fly over many familiar places, but at the end of my journey, I came across not the American River, but a foggy beach seemingly near an ocean. It was a beautiful sight; I wish I had more dreams like it.
And I have finally begun reading again! I am almost to chapter five (or Fit 5) in The Plague Dogs, and my God, it's amazing. Amazing. I watched the movie again last night, too (while Gimpy slept in my lap), and was able to note the similarities and differences between it and the book up to Fit 3. Reading is one of my favorite things to do, but I hadn't read in a long time. Oddly, I've read the first chapter of The Plague Dogs three times; the first two times when I borrowed the Auburn Library's copy, and for some reason I'd never been able to get into the book after that. Now that I've passed Fit 1, I'm making sure I read regularly.
It's fun trying to pronounce the tod's speech; he's understandable in the movie, but check this out:
"Haald yer gob! Them lot o' th' fell, kidder! If ye got ne nose, ye got lugs, ha' ye not?"
"Ay, time we wor away hyem."
The above is easier to understand than some of the tod's other lines, but the more you read it, the more you understand him. I like reading his lines aloud to see if I can get that "lilting rogue's jargon" right.
Today was gorgeously cloudy: at around 5:00 PM, I decided to take Lupin on a walk to the mailboxes and back. I wish we'd taught her to heel; Lupin may have been the runt of her litter, but she's eighty pounds of pure muscle and likes to pull on the leash. At least she's not as bad as Honey, one of Aunt Pam's dogs: Honey pulls so hard on her leash that she chokes herself and gags up milk-white mucus. Eeesh. Lupin kept a fast pace, so I got a good walk. The TreadClimber prepared me for that, it did.
Oh, and for some Draco cuteness: last night, I was letting him crawl around on my floor, and he nuzzled under my beanbag - and slept there for a few hours. I got him up and put him on my lap as I read more of The Plague Dogs, then put a towel over him so the lamplight wouldn't bother him. When I was done reading for the night, he was completely konked out; I put him to bed on the towel and he didn't wake up at all. He's so FREAKING cute.
Dad's friends Jim and Rick (brothers) are visiting, and Dad and I have gotten them interested in House. This means I've now watched the first and second season three episode three times each. OH GOD WHAT IS WRONG WITH ME?!
:D
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Date: 2006-09-16 09:28 am (UTC)We do, we do, we do. :D
I'm glad you're feeling better about driving. It's good that your dad apologized for making you cry. *hugs* We'll bot get our licenses someday.
I love to read too, but I haven't read it a long time. I need to. Like tomorrow. Or something.