These Days

I feel like I'm a huge loser because I've done absolutely nothing lately. Except reading and some shopping. Now, I'm on sick leave because of my fucked up wrists (yes, both of them this time), and listening to Joy Division. I woke up to a thunderstorm, it was so loud it actually startled me awake. That was two hours ago and now it's like there never was a thunderstorm.

I'm glad it's not raining anymore because I have to go out in a few hours. I'm meeting my friends and we're going to make plans for a trip to London in September. I have no idea how I'll get the money but I've pulled that off before, so... They will appear somehow. I really want to go to London, last time was so much fun and now it would be just us girls going. It would be a Monday to Thursday trip. I can't wait. I definitely want to go to Victoria and Albert Museum, I really want to see the fashion collections. Aah, the original 19th century corsets... *swoons*

I managed to do the photo album barely in time. Actually, I finished it off in the car so I haven't got a single picture of it. I'm going to ask my friend if she could maybe scan it for me because I have no idea when I'll be seeing her next.

Since I'm now on sick leave I actually have time to write and I plan on doing exactly that, after I get home from our little meeting with the girls. It has been really annoying to want to write but have no time or energy to do that. Every time I've had some creative drive in me, I've been too tired to make use of it. I haven't been able to organize my thoughts at all. I got a suggestion for betas from a sweet lady named kdc2239. She told me she's been using the services of Project Team Beta and I'll probably contact them too at some point. I would love to have a pre-reader, though.

I haven't been writing, but I did find an amazing story I immediately fell in love with. It's The Blessing and the Curse by The Black Arrow. I have a hard time finding words to describe the effect that story had in me. It is haunting, dream-like, sad, bittersweet. It's not finished, though, and the author said she doesn't know when she'll be able to continue with it because it's so emotionally draining to write it. No wonder, it's emotionally draining to read it too. I probably cried the whole time I read it, but it was so worth it. I was listening to Blonde Redhead and it just fit the mood perfectly and made it even more captivating.

My fiancé's second cousin is coming on Sunday to stay here for a few days. He's from Canada and I've never even seen him except in pictures, so it'll be interesting to meet him. I think we'll drag him to see a couple of bands at a club my friends are organizing. Too bad it's in a shitty punk rock bar, I don't really like the place. It's not that bad, but compared to the other clubs they organize it's pretty lame. I would've wanted to take him to a lot better club held in a nice gay bar this Saturday but he's not here before Sunday evening. I bet we'll be busy entertaining him while he's here because it's his first time, so all the more reason to write NOW.


But now I need to get ready for our little get-together with my lovely girls.