Helenka, Queen of Outer Space

Mind you, I did go to bed around 2:20. Eek! I also woke up at least twice, first having fallen asleep with the light on and the second time I think I hadn't put my gloves on. That's how tired I was. Also thankful I managed to sleep until the alarm at 10. After my meals were delivered, I apologized to Diva first, then retreated to my fortress of solitude. After a terrific reception of my first fic yesterday, I've been working on my second. It's a lot easier because the story is supposed to be short and cute.

As I've been telling SuM about my stories, she surprised me by asking if she could read some! Colour me shocked. I think I'll start her off with my Teyla fic. And, speaking of fic (or, actually, sites that are often down), I was so relieved to find the BigBang site working. So I printed the artwork made for my 2009 bigfic. I just wish I had a translucent light frame (imagine a rice-paper screen) over which I could place a transparency of the artwork, so it would glow as beautifully as it does on my (gorgeous) screen. I also printed my fave Lemieux work (Lazarus) which suffered from the same deficiency. Sigh.

Am a bit sad that the scheduled Family Day celebration with two of my "sisters" is falling apart. Jan's on meds because of a severe cold, so won't be there. But RS and I intend to still get together. I've proposed we also celebrate on Easter Saturday or Monday ... two fairly quiet days.

Watched last night's Castle. Oh, those two. "Svetlana" and "Dr. Livingstone"??? Crack me up. Tonight I watched an improbable but still intriguing N.C.I.S. There was an adorable Valentine's Day twist with unexpected things happening for some of the singleton characters.

Now I'm promising myself not to be as outrageous as last night. Off to bed soon-ish.

I guess waking up around 4 would colour my day. What was really shocking was to be confronted by one of my naughtiest memories of my time with Paul. And then a second one. Also the time when he did something illegal as a favour. Sigh.

I knew the day would not be that productive, so I decided to finish the transfer of my 2009 BigBang fic to AO3. Uh ... guess who found the hard way that multiple edits and previews WITHOUT hitting the Save key can result in catastrophe? Sigh. So I had to redo a whole bunch of stuff. And then I found my computer was being lazy when it refused to honour Ctrl-F. Hello? This is outrageousness (of a different flavour). Sigh again.

At least I had the lovely company of Diva all day, including having her sleeping next to me and making delicate kitty-snore sounds. Awwwwww. Mind you, Grumpy was extra so as I was a meanie and didn't let him outdoors. I promised I would tomorrow, but I just couldn't see myself going out when I was feeling the cold to coax him back inside - if he were even to heed my plaintive cries.

My body rebelled and forced me to sleep while watching TV. Luckily, I happened to wake up exactly when MasterChef was starting. I still have to wonder as to how much interference there is for the contestants to be SO uneven, with equally inexplicable judging results. Oy.

I'm going back to monitoring all of my incoming traffic. I've missed a lot, but I needed to be distracted. Nighty-night, my darling Paul. Will more memories of you surface tonight?

I know, I know, that doesn't make sense.

But, first, back to the morning where I woke up waaaaaaaay too early. Oh, noes. Not the dreaded insomnia again. But, apparently not. Because I managed to burrow further under my cocoon and fell asleep again. I only woke up to the telephone call giving me my ride time home from Brian's place. Too bad the call was before my alarm. ::sighs::

Still, I got in extra sleep and that was a lovely thing. Not so lovely but adequate was my brekkie of Chicken souvlaki. I was surprised to get a phone call from Brian at 10:26, asking me how I was feeling, as he wasn't feeling that well. He said he had one important thing to do in the early afternoon, but then planned to leave early. I talked him into keeping our regular dinner date. I mentioned that he could pick me up early, leave me in front of the tee-vee (OMG, I miss watching TV so much since it went digital in Canada, so mine doesn't work and, no, I haven't gotten that special box yet) while he was resting. He agreed.

So then I had to scurry to jump in the shower, not knowing when he'd be leaving. Consequently, I didn't eat any lunch. I know, blonde has weird priorities. Even though (or especially because) I wasn't feeling well, I wore my Christmas Eve outfit (including fur-trimmed hat), but no jewellery. I packed my chocolate hazelnut bar in my bag. He called again at 1:52 to say he was leaving and arrived at 2:28 as I was just getting ready to leave. It was so lovely to be driving in the mid afternoon. When we got in, he parked me in front of his huge TV screen. I watched the end of Ellen, then Dr. Phil (OMG about drama divas), then Dr. Oz (about what foods to eat or avoid to avert the increased risks of getting the new silent killer, stomach cancer).

Then he emerged from the bedroom and began to putter around in the kitchen. Okay, I'd had enough talk shows. Now I wanted cartooooons, so he switched to the Teletoon channel. We watched some dumb stuff while eating mystery dinner. Well, it was a mystery to me, as I couldn't taste things properly. He served tomato soup (I thought it tasted like mushroom) with tons of habanero powder in it as well as wee bits of cheese. Also on the menu was an interesting toasted sandwich with smoked ham, cheddar cheese, sliced mcintosh apples (I thought they tasted like tomatoes, also a type of blue cheese). Anyway, très yummy. After that, we shared a treat, aka a chocolate brownie. Now THAT I had NO trouble identifying. LOL, 'cuz really.

I asked him to switch the channel to watch Wheel of Fortune. He didn't recognize Vanna White. ::giggles:: I started getting ready to leave as Jeopardy began. OMG. The questions were pathetically easy in the first round. As he escorted me downstairs, I made a resolution that my vehicle should already be there ... and it was. The bus had been there for a little while, so I was thrilled to be home before 8.

I've been goofing off since I got in. I have a few sips of NeoCitran left. I'm trying to go to sleep soon, as I think I want to catch up on my SGA rewatch for sga_squee tomorrow. I'm two episodes behind, mostly because of the stupid head cold. And I'm dorky enough that I want to keep the epis in order, because that's when I find whether the dialogue and characterizations are consistent with what's gone on before. Or NOT. ::sighs:: And ::cheers:: I just found MY bigbang fic for someone on sgastoryfinders. Considering how ineffectual and unproductive I've been feeling lately with my writing, it's lovely to get positive reinforcements just at the right time. Anyway, sleep now. Babble tomorrow!

Well, no matter. Today "la" stood for "lazy". And I was. Self-indulgent, too, as I didn't go to bed until 4:30 a.m. But-but-but, it's because I was busy, or semi-so. I rewatched The Seige Part I with the audio commentary on because David Hewlett was in it and Joe Flanigan walked in after the 3 minute mark. So it ended up being quite entertaining (with Joe's braying laugh making me giggle uncontrollably).

After that, I read until I finally collapsed. Still, I set the alarm for 9:30. I had a late and very weird brekkie of seasoned pork loin with gravy, along with roast potatoes and succotash. Well, golly, does anybody eat succotash nowadays? Too bad the meat was a titch dry. ::shakes head at meal producers' incompetence::

All my plans to do stuff went out the window (which I opened BTW to let in another glorious day) because of spine pain. ::sighs:: So I just spent the day relaxing and reading. At one point, I realized I'd been so confused yesterday that I forgot to order my meal delivery for next Wednesday. Uh, I guess I'm going to be eating a whole bunch of bread, cheese, tomatoes and eggs. ::sighs again::

I wasn't very hungry, so didn't have any lunch and only had ice cream (yay) and cereal with harvest trail mix and milk after I washed my hair. Yup, dinner around 11 p.m. I also had a bit of a swiss-cheese brain moment when exchanging comments with someone who'd been looking for a probably big bang with a certain summary. It didn't sound like mine, so I was extremely surprised to see it found. Well, imagine my embarrassment when I went to the work in question and read the summary which was exactly as stated. ::rolls eyes:: Well, it really wasn't the summary per se, it was merely intended to snag curious onlookers to read my fic. Ack. That's where being devious will get me. But, still, I enjoyed the interaction with the seeker who is from Hungary. Can't love the global nature of this venue too much!

Anyway, I'd better think of going to bed soonish, 'cuz lovely church tomorrow. Though I really should rummage through the closet for something different to wear. But I don't DO fall colours, even though it is Thanksgiving weekend. ::ponders:: Hmmmm. Perhaps an artistic apricot scarf with my outfit. Well, I'll find out what I'm doing tomorrow. Until then, a serene, clear nighty-night to all.

AFAIC, it's still yesterday.
I was just napping.
Not that it was a good day or anything.
Well, brekkie was good (honey garlic ribs, rice and baby Chinese veggies). After that, the nap that was oh-so-necessary (it wasn't even 11 a.m.!!!!!) was NOT good. But what else is new, right???
And somehow the rest of the day went by until I needed my SECOND nap.

Well, there was something nice in that I recc'd my own BigBang (I couldn't believe it was written only a year ago) and ended up reading it All. Over. Again. And found a spelling mistake (for the first time???).

Oh, right. And ... um ... chocolate! Thank goodness for that.

So, I'm up now. Just what am I supposed to read or watch? Oh, wait. I was writing my special Christmas retrospective for the show. So, I'll go back to that. Good night or good morning ... or something.

Well, okay, waking up at 4:22 a.m. (after only three hours of sleep wasn't golden at all). But what could I do? I already know I won't fall back to sleep. So I turned on the 'puter and found someone had left me lovely f/b on my bigbang. [Wasn't that like months ago?] It cheered me up immensely and took the edge off the despair I've been feeling lately. Then, as I'm behind, I watched the church service from Nov. 22 and it was uplifting. And only then did I jump in the shower. It's fairly warm out which makes me very happy.

Once I got to church, I joined my team for prayers in the chapel and actually gave voice (yes, me, Ms. Too-stubborn-to-ask-for-help) to the source of my worries. But OTOH I stood up during the 1-minute celebration and mentioned how lovely it is to receive unexpected praise for my writing in the middle of the night. I'm sure there will be people scratching their heads over that one. BD and I shared a ride home so it was really nice to have company.

When I got in, John reconfirmed that I should arrive at 6. So I had a much-needed 2 hour nap until 5:30. When I knocked on his door, there was no answer. So, standing on his doorstep, I phoned him. After many loud rings, he finally answered, sheepishly, as he'd fallen asleep. Oh, John. As usual, dinner was exquisite: roasted pork tenderloin seasoned with three herbs, surrounded by baked potatoes, apples, mangoes; also a side of fresh avocado. The final bit of elan was the sparkling conversation along with a goblet of Hypnotiq. So, how long did dinner last? Oh, it was a short one. I left at 10:45.

I'm looking forward to having him visit on Tuesday when we are going to unearth all of my damaged Polish books from childhood, photograph the covers and then toss them. They are the only surviving memory I have of my father and it's not going to be easy. As I like to say, when I was a wee one, he had to bring me two prezzies every Friday (payday): a silver dollar which, in my Polish baby lisp, I called "big money" and a new Polish book. Precocious - who me? Yup, you'd better believe it. Anyway, I do have good intentions and I'm sure John will help me see that I need to do this. Finally.

Well, I think I need some down time, so I'm going to watch this week's Project Runway. Ah, yes, Bitches'n'Stitches.

Okay, just a quickie before I have to put on my blush and eyebrows and ... oh, yeah ... clothes before going off to church.

I changed my wallpaper from my winter wonderland from Brian (which is really pretty because ... otherwise ... winter is bleah, if you hadn't figured that out about me by now). I switched it to the spires of Atlantis (which I also have as a skin for my cell, but haven't yet affixed).

And, then, in the middle of the night, I received some lovely f/b on my bigbang fic. Thank you, angels, for sending me someone to cheer me up immensely.

Of course, the dorkiest and most honest change is that I have so many amazing and wonderful people to correspond with Every. Single. Day!

Anyway, must dash now.
EDIT because I was obviously in too much of a hurry to include another evolving characteristic about myself: I'm about to write a Rodney/Ronon sorta, kinda mutual h/c post-S5 fic. So, for me, when a fandom *e-x-p-a-n-d-s* my horizons, rather than calcifying them in strata that must never break through to each other, is waaaaaaaay significant. About me and about my fandom.

Well, first of all, the little piggy couldn't breathe in the middle of the night, so got up and puttered around on l'il Liblikas before crawling back to bed around 9 a.m. Unfortunately, BD called me around 11, so talking ensued. And, then, I got up. Breakfast was lunch and lunch was dinner which ended up being nuked zucchini (finally) and green and red pepper strips. Quite yummy.

Good things today were receiving a phone call from the co-op I'd like to move to (just around the corner), asking if I'd still like to remain on the waiting list. Duh, of course. Another good thing was reading through THREE years of melagan's journal, just to get a better sense of her obsession cravings fangirly quirks rather mundane interests (yes, lol, indeed). And there was another benefit from doing so: I found one of my comment-fic snippets I'd written last November, so it gets added to my 2009 total. And, by continuing to read her journal, I hope to get enough ... um ... incentive (my, that's the perfect word) to keep writing on a more regular basis, as my wee ficlets have been so well received before.

The final good thing is that I've decided what I'm getting Brian for his birthday bash gift. It's going to be in a bottle - but that's all I'm saying. Of course, he'll either kiss me or kill me (or perhaps both)!

Finally, I've watched a titch of TV and have resumed reading the sgabigbang fics, something I haven't done since before Christmas. And I'm still mulling about story ideas for my new weird AU (but not) Teamfic bigbang for 2010. I'll just have to do some research in advance.

And that was this little piggy's day.