Kitty in the moonlight

I couldn't sleep again tonight, so I got up. I walked through, and there was light falling on the couch, blue and vivid. I opened the curtains up wider, and on the couch was Xena, sleeping. The moonlight fell upon her so sweetly, making her grey fur glimmer a soft familiar blue. She lifted her head sleepily, and I could hear her purring. Her eyes opened, black orbs in the dark, glinting little points of light in them reflecting the kitchen light. I patted her; her fur was velvet and smooth. I could see the love in her eyes and I felt needed, and warm. I guess we all need that.

It's strange, feeling depressed and in love at the same time. I'm not depressed about Adam, not in the slightest. It's one of the greatest things to happen to me in a while. Being on unemployment benefits is really getting me down, and I desperately want a job, but hate looking for work. It tires me out, depresses me, makes me feel utterly demoralised. It's also why I've lost all this weight, so I guess there's something slightly good to come from it. *sigh*

I'm dragging poor Adam to my regular Karaoke hang-out tomorrow. Should be interesting. And now, a gratuitous mention of Tom.

Thom. Tom. Thomas. Elton Thom. Bom Bom. Bo Bomas.

--Nacey.

Kitty in the moonlight

I couldn't sleep again tonight, so I got up. I walked through, and there was light falling on the couch, blue and vivid. I opened the curtains up wider, and on the couch was Xena, sleeping. The moonlight fell upon her so sweetly, making her grey fur glimmer a soft familiar blue. She lifted her head sleepily, and I could hear her purring. Her eyes opened, black orbs in the dark, glinting little points of light in them reflecting the kitchen light. I patted her; her fur was velvet and smooth. I could see the love in her eyes and I felt needed, and warm. I guess we all need that.

It's strange, feeling depressed and in love at the same time. I'm not depressed about Adam, not in the slightest. It's one of the greatest things to happen to me in a while. Being on unemployment benefits is really getting me down, and I desperately want a job, but hate looking for work. It tires me out, depresses me, makes me feel utterly demoralised. It's also why I've lost all this weight, so I guess there's something slightly good to come from it. *sigh*

I'm dragging poor Adam to my regular Karaoke hang-out tomorrow. Should be interesting. And now, a gratuitous mention of Tom.

Thom. Tom. Thomas. Elton Thom. Bom Bom. Bo Bomas.

--Nacey.

Helen is laughing at me.

Hey all. Helen is laughing at me. For various reasons I shan't go into, cause they be embarrassing. Mostly to do with the fact that my behaviour has altered since latching onto boy. *blushes*. I feel like an idiot half the time, but I figure "Aah fuck it, what the hey".

Don't really know what to say today. I've been goofing off and not doing ANY work or pages or anything. This is bad. I have things to do. I am praying that my voice will get better this week. I miss singing so much, it hurts.

My niece is painfully cute, but you knew that. I played peek-a-boo with her today, and the first time I did it she blinked, and her face lit up and she grinned and laughed. SO CUTE. Then she got tired of it. Ah well, just like me.

Piercing going well. Am going to karaoke tonight and dragging Adam along. Tom was like, "Noooo, Nacey is MY Nacey!" but I will always be Tom's. He's my mate. I'm not going to say anything about Adam, cause it will be schmoopy and sickeningly sweet, and I can't bring myself to do that right now. Doesn't mean feeling not there though *sighs blushes and frets*.

--Nancy.

Helen is laughing at me.

Hey all. Helen is laughing at me. For various reasons I shan't go into, cause they be embarrassing. Mostly to do with the fact that my behaviour has altered since latching onto boy. *blushes*. I feel like an idiot half the time, but I figure "Aah fuck it, what the hey".

Don't really know what to say today. I've been goofing off and not doing ANY work or pages or anything. This is bad. I have things to do. I am praying that my voice will get better this week. I miss singing so much, it hurts.

My niece is painfully cute, but you knew that. I played peek-a-boo with her today, and the first time I did it she blinked, and her face lit up and she grinned and laughed. SO CUTE. Then she got tired of it. Ah well, just like me.

Piercing going well. Am going to karaoke tonight and dragging Adam along. Tom was like, "Noooo, Nacey is MY Nacey!" but I will always be Tom's. He's my mate. I'm not going to say anything about Adam, cause it will be schmoopy and sickeningly sweet, and I can't bring myself to do that right now. Doesn't mean feeling not there though *sighs blushes and frets*.

--Nancy.