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I have a new bed
Yes, this is all about the utterly boring topic of my new bed, so you have been warned. *g*
My new bed has arrived today. It looks very good, and isn't even too big for my bedroom - quite a task for a bedroom of a mere 7 square metres. It'll need a little getting used to, though.
My old bed has served me for 27 years. We were so attuned to each other as an old, married couple. Now I'll have to be careful in the first weeks not to simply roll down from the bed to the floor as it was my wont, as the new bed is at least fifteen centimetres higher than the old one was. I've already hit myself once. *g*
I'll have to learn not to fall off the bed - because it is so high - to sit down on it properly without hitting my head on the bookshelf, to work out the right position when I am sleeping or watching TV or writing while lying on my stomach. And my eyes need to get used to the different look. It's not a bad look - it's just different. The feel of the bed is different, too.
I guess in some thing, I've become almost Elvish at my advanced age. I hate changes. I really, really hate them. I know that getting a new bed was necessary - hell, dobody forced me to do so, just the fact that the old one was falling apart - but I'm missing the old one already. How stupidly sentimental of me.
And in a month or so, the new book-cases for the study will come, too.I wonder how I will cope with that change. I'm really strange sometimes.
Well, at least ff.net seems to have coughed up my Precioussesss. But I'll wait with the celebration for a little longer. Until we can be reasonably sure that the site actually works again.
My new bed has arrived today. It looks very good, and isn't even too big for my bedroom - quite a task for a bedroom of a mere 7 square metres. It'll need a little getting used to, though.
My old bed has served me for 27 years. We were so attuned to each other as an old, married couple. Now I'll have to be careful in the first weeks not to simply roll down from the bed to the floor as it was my wont, as the new bed is at least fifteen centimetres higher than the old one was. I've already hit myself once. *g*
I'll have to learn not to fall off the bed - because it is so high - to sit down on it properly without hitting my head on the bookshelf, to work out the right position when I am sleeping or watching TV or writing while lying on my stomach. And my eyes need to get used to the different look. It's not a bad look - it's just different. The feel of the bed is different, too.
I guess in some thing, I've become almost Elvish at my advanced age. I hate changes. I really, really hate them. I know that getting a new bed was necessary - hell, dobody forced me to do so, just the fact that the old one was falling apart - but I'm missing the old one already. How stupidly sentimental of me.
And in a month or so, the new book-cases for the study will come, too.I wonder how I will cope with that change. I'm really strange sometimes.
Well, at least ff.net seems to have coughed up my Precioussesss. But I'll wait with the celebration for a little longer. Until we can be reasonably sure that the site actually works again.
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You mean, Celebrimbor forged the Three to preserve his old, beloved bed (had it for 270 years) from falling apart? ;)
Getting new furniture or changing its position always feels strange. After Erik's move I fell out of his bed three times because where once was that stable wall is now a highly un-welcoming nothingness. So better get yourself a cushion or something like that... :)
*hugs you*
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You know, with that Celebrimbor remark you might just have inspired me to a brand new Strange Encounter!
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That would be great!
*rubs hands in anticipation*
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Don't expect it too soon, though. I'm a mite stressed in these weeks. On the other hand, Strange Encounters is the only story that I dare to post unbetaed, because the weird grammar doesn't really count when it comes to silliness. And it makes FFA (the Frustrated Fanfiction Author) even more like me.
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Ohh, I really should return to my books now....
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And that wasn't Brimby's rilly old bed. It was a new one cuz the first one was falling apart cuz, well, ya know, they were, like
AHHHHH!!! She's found my LJ password, too. Sorry - that dratted Fangrrrl Author of mine sneaks in everywhere! (Jenn)
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Oh, that doesn't matter, really, it...erm...doesn't...
*turns slowly*
I...erm...am sure she is a wonderful author and no one writes as decent and passionate about the secret love of [insert name of girl here] and [insert name of sexy Elf here]!
*turns fully, runs away, screaming and waving her arms*
Waaaahh! Mammmiiiiiii!
:D
It's good to know that I'm not the only one with a split personality!
Whom do you call a split personality?
*sighs*
See what I mean?
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I thought it was just a little post-thesis lark, that things would stop there. You know? Write a couple chapters, have some giggles and get over it. Instead, I found myself ensnared in this twisted epic of Sueness Supreme, scribbling notes to myself in the middle of the workday about some new, sordid abomination I could incorporate. I even decided I needed to become a fangrrl-style author so I could write the icky-stickey author notes that are a Sue hallmark, so I created an alter ego.
And then it got really ugly. She got loose in my computer, from whence she occasionally pops forth to assault the sensibilities of anyone who reads English and or loves Tolkien (or both). So, yes, I have great sympathy for you. At least my Fangrrrl Author doesn't talk *to* me; she just uses my accounts to post obnoxious notes. (As opposed to my using them to post obnoxious notes, but hey, at least I usually use correct spelling, grammar and style.)
[grin]
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He will put it back together later, I hope.
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And yes, that was a shameless try to manipulate you into reading it. *g*
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