Late night post

[stephbg]

Late for me at any rate.

By now I should be safely medicated away to la-la land and fast asleep. Looks like my med change to aid my virus recovery and subsequent return to standard have gifted me with a hyper hit. That *might* explain my early start, trip to Balcatta to look at curtains, spontaneous purchase of a new art nouveau doona cover (on sale at the Sheridan factory outlet cut from $309 to $130), successful 1km swim (second in two days, much improved pace and puff, but had to share a lane with Mr Splash'n'Slow, and in the next lane over was apparently a giraffe in fear of drowning, wearing loose flippers, a leaky snorkle and heavy clothing), walk to shops to hire DVD (Music and Lyrics - I liked it a lot. Matthew appreciated all the music jokes and the dialog was eerily like us), purchase of a DVD-making guide and a random cheap novel from the newsagent for $4.95, plus the rather slower-paced aromatherapy facial.

I really need to get back to work to pay for all this as I neglected to win lotto tonight. How careless of me. I'm not bipolar but in hindsight my day did look a little bi-ish. Have sent Husband off to sleep (no trick there) with a sadly chaste medicinal massage after his day chasing tourists up and down ladders under Freo Prison.

I've decided I've become addicted to lj. I enjoy the freedom of rambling writing with no pupose other than to amuse myself. It's a healthy contrast to the technical writing I do for a living (when I'm up to it) which requires planning, structure, time and collaboration. And wanky buzzwords. Similar restrictions applied the odd time I've tried to write fiction in the evening - it felt too much like work to consider narrative, characters, world building. This is spontaenous, I like it.

Similarly I really enjoy reading friends' posts (I don't get to do these things so I consider much of it "Life Porn"), although as everyone knows you can never get through all of them every day, but favourites emerge.

I also like being able to comment on other people's posts and send brief *hugs* or more text-based warm fuzzies and let people know I care (possibly from their perspective in a strange remote stalkerish who-is-she-anyway? kind of vein). I don't see enough humans.

On the down side I have become a teensy bit obsessive about checking my messages to see if anyone's posted a comment in reply to something I've written, and pathetically happy when someone does and proves that I exist. Something's up there. At heart I'm a very social creature, but I struggle with having the energy to go out so don't have as much contact as I'd like. First priority for my energy is work. Second priority has to be exercise so I have more energy... I haven't made it to third base for a while and as for fourth...I'm on the laptop and he's sleeping with a cat. Parse that clean, people.

Fortunately work includes the possiblity of dropping into Fantastic Planet on a regular basis to chat with the folk there and spend rather a lot on books.

Well, after writing all this and perhaps destructively editing while under the influence I can now state that I am indeed under the influence of my night time blue friends (not to be confused with the Serious Blue Pills for when I can't breath but which also rob me of about 70 IQ points). Amen

Comments

[redbraids.livejournal.com]

Your late-night LJ ramblings have made me smile, so your one of your readership is happy :-)

I am just back in from a party which I drove to so now am indulging in alcohol in the form of mulled cider. Heated red wine is very intoxicating!

[leecetheartist.livejournal.com]

I do so enjoy reading your posts. Thank you.

I've always meant to compliment your userpic...who are the cats you're trying to herd?

Userpic

[stephbg.livejournal.com]

This is a squashed version of the image I came up with to put on my invoices when I first became a consulant rather than a wage-slave. The cats are not mine but represent (not too specifically) the technical, marketing and business members of the software development organisations it is sometimes my pleasure and pain to wrangle into some kind of collaborative effort.

And I like cats and horses.

[fe2h2o.livejournal.com]

*grin*

I got into blogs properly almost exactly the same time I came home with Puggle. It has been rather a sanity saver for me. I rarely get to parties, and ages can go by between catching up with folks, but this lets me keep track of what is going on so that when I _do_, I don't have an excessive backlog of information to catch up on. And it lets me do so at times that are convenient for me (when feeding a baby for example) which a phone call wouldn't do.

I'm not so good with the commenting, though... I really need to learn one handed typing!

[emma-in-oz.livejournal.com]

LJ is like talking to my friends at night from the comfort of my own home.

[chaosmanor.livejournal.com]

It's always good to see you at planetfantastic. It's also good to see you on my friends-list.

I adore my flist, as ungainly as it is, because of all the windows into people's lives. Here you are, rambling in the middle of the night, and it's a cosy and slow-paced Sunday morning as well.

I have the migraine-treatment version of your Serious Blue Pills. They make me drool and talk nonsense, but they feel so good.

[fred-mouse.livejournal.com]

I agree that lj is a wonderful way to try and keep up when alternatives are too hard - I find that it gives me a sense of community within my energy levels and other commitments. I'm managing to keep in touch with many more people this way, although I often find myself thinking 'really must ring x, talk with them, rather than commenting', and then when I forget, and don't do either, I feel a bit bad about not making any contact at all.

[huckle.livejournal.com]

I really enjoy lj, too. I see you in person about once per year these days, yet I can now kind of stay in touch. I like the way you write.