Welcome to my perfumed garden

Woke up stupidly early after a night of disturbing dreams. I've had me work out, showered, made the bed...

Urm. That's it. I have a thousand things to do; need to clean the kitchen, go for a run, write a chapter of fic, add some words to the novel, so much to do in the garden it's not true and the weather looks distinctly dangerous. Which is why, I suppose,  I'm sitting on my arse, browsing LJ, drinking coffee, eating cheese and pears and listening to the radio (Neil Gaiman! on Jonathan Ross today peoples!)

Oh dear.

What a shame

Never mind.

Hey Jonathan Ross is playing the Eurovision hopefuls, the sun is shining through the billowing, thickening, darkly threatening clouds, next-door's cat is here life, is short and the coffee is good. Oh. Was that ours then? Meh. Sounds exactly like 10000 other songs. How tedious, that's never going to win. And Sweden's is the favourite? Sounds like Scott-Aitken-Waterman on helium. Bloody hell, that's awful!

What are you all doing today my babies? You're very quiet, don't tell me you've all moved over to the Place that Dare not Speak its Name? Or, worse - found lives O:! *G*
 

The skies are black, it's dark as twilight out there, the wind is howling down the chimney and hail is spattering down, bouncing off the car out front. Methinks no running nor hiking nor gardening neither will be done today.

Hey ho; 2,629 words of TS fic have been written but still more to do. At least the pressure's off to leave the house. Still have a kitchen to clean though.

OMG! A mighty rain is roaring down, dripping off the gutters. It's gone so dark and quiet - all rather conducive to my chapter aamof. Back to me fic then. And tea. And biscuits.

ETA. Have tea, have biscuits, have put on thermal vest. Rain has eased now but wet out there, very!

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Still way too soggy underfoot for outdoor type activities though so I might just sit here and drink wine and watch telly and eat Bombay Mix. Yup. That sounds like a good idea to me.

To the Delightful, Astonishing and Perfectly Perfect Human who just bought me LJ and DW time for no reason at all that I can fathom but for which I'm thoroughly grateful, can I say a heartfelt Thank You, Delicious Person! Whoever you are, you're a diamond. Please have some love. XXX