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pacificpikachuI was going to post at least ten pictures of my pets (probably more like twenty, knowing me), but I'm way too tired to go through all of them and resize them all. I realized when I uploaded them all to my computer that I had taken 108 pet pictures...in about twenty minutes. Wow, don't let me near a camera when I'm around animals. Most of the baby guinea pig pictures are blurry/silly because the babies wouldn't stop moving! It's hilarious. They were born this morning and they zip around the cage like they've had those legs for years. XD;
I started sorting through my bird rescue supplies a few minutes ago until I realized that is a hopeless task. Not only do I have too many supplies, at this point I don't know the age of the bird or what exactly I'm going to need for it, so I figure I'll just wait to go through everything when either Becky or Jacqui tells me more details about the bird.
Um...I didn't get as much done as I was hoping to. Oh well. I suppose I have tomorrow to work on things, too. I'm actually physically tired, though, so my mental faculties are responding to that by pleading for me to go to bed. My mind is buzzing around and such, but my body is going "*Whine* I ache! I'm tired! I need lots and lots of sleep!" so I suppose I'll actually go to bed on time for once.
And all the sudden I have a million and one things I want to do. I can't even remember all the things I'm all geared up to do. Go figure. Oh, and in addition to all the non-optional stuff I need to do, I'm now guilt-tripping myself over the fact that I haven't written a single word on my fanfic for at least a week or two now. I do think I need to be in the right mindframe to do that, though, and in my current state of mind I'm not sure I'd be capable of writing smoothly, effectively, or in that minimalistic, depressing style I'm using.
Well, bedtime.
Wow, this is a pointless entry. Meh.
I started sorting through my bird rescue supplies a few minutes ago until I realized that is a hopeless task. Not only do I have too many supplies, at this point I don't know the age of the bird or what exactly I'm going to need for it, so I figure I'll just wait to go through everything when either Becky or Jacqui tells me more details about the bird.
Um...I didn't get as much done as I was hoping to. Oh well. I suppose I have tomorrow to work on things, too. I'm actually physically tired, though, so my mental faculties are responding to that by pleading for me to go to bed. My mind is buzzing around and such, but my body is going "*Whine* I ache! I'm tired! I need lots and lots of sleep!" so I suppose I'll actually go to bed on time for once.
And all the sudden I have a million and one things I want to do. I can't even remember all the things I'm all geared up to do. Go figure. Oh, and in addition to all the non-optional stuff I need to do, I'm now guilt-tripping myself over the fact that I haven't written a single word on my fanfic for at least a week or two now. I do think I need to be in the right mindframe to do that, though, and in my current state of mind I'm not sure I'd be capable of writing smoothly, effectively, or in that minimalistic, depressing style I'm using.
Well, bedtime.
Wow, this is a pointless entry. Meh.
