When real things happen to imaginary people

Good:

- The Stroppy One is home! Yaaaaay!
- This means I actually slept soundly last night!

Bad:

- One night of not-uneasy sleep has made me aware of just how tired I am.

Also, I leave for the Copenhagen office on Friday, and will be gone a week. More timezone and sleep deprivation hijinks, whee?

I slept for almost 12 hours, and it was glorious. No so fun were the hallucinations when I got up to toddle off to the bathroom; from what I remember, the room was swaying, the dresser drawers were opening and closing while laughing, and my skirts kept flocking together and whispering above my head. This is what Ambien occasionally does to me. Thank goodness the Stroppy One made me close my eyes and walked me back to bed. Which I have only vague recollections of.

(I took the Ambien to make sure that I fell asleep. I have had too many experiences of being falling-over tired, and yet not being able to sleep. I didn't want to have the slightest risk of that last night, obviously.)

Job interview today! For a 3-month contract back at the Very Large Software Company. So, not the best possible thing ever, but hey, gainful employment sounds attractive. Very attractive.

Ooooh, dolls. Specifically, the Evangeline Ghastly doll from Wilde Imagination (yes yes, clicky-link!). I do not need that sort of hobby, I cannot afford that sort of hobby. But I occasionally go look at the website and stare at the pretty pretty doll and her astonishing wardrobe. And covet. Oh, the coveting.

(Okay, fine, I also send clicky-links of certain outfits to the Infamous BlueJay, asking if they can be made in Cupcake Goth -scale. What? That can't be a surprise to you.)

I like dolls, and doll miniatures. Really, if I were an independently wealthy eccentric (instead of a job-hunting eccentric), I would have a collection of pretty dolls and accessories, and yes, do photo stories with them. Because I am that sort of person.

(And from the other room, I can hear clovisdvlbunny clamoring about updating his journal, because marc17 took good photos of cute bunny, cute bunny must show them off! Yes, Clovis. Soon.)

Okay, off I go to make more tea, and start getting ready for the job interview. Must stop looking at photos of dolls.