improvements

Today: up at 10:30.

Kitchen: still clean! As predicted, cleaning the kitchen made me feel less like I was slowly going crazy. It also makes me want to cook, and to that end, last night I made broccoli soup, and right now I'm baking whole wheat bread. After this? Quite possibly, there will be black beans in the slow cooker, and maybe this time I won't make the n00b error of putting lemon juice in BEFORE cooking (the beans won't soften in the presence of acid).

Self-review document: working on it still makes me hunch my shoulders up around my ears, but I'm working on it. 2 paragraphs have been written today. I'll give it a good try and then go do something silly.

So apparently the world was _not_ actually falling apart the way it felt like it was, yesterday. At least it looks like I will make it until Tuesday....

The smell of whole wheat bread helps too. So does fresh snow, which looks really really pretty outside!

ETA: The hollow thump of a fresh hot loaf of bread helps SO MUCH. I may start doing this more often!

Doctor Who squee + Ballykissangel squee = fandom EXPLOSION

I just watched the Doctor Who Christmas episode and it made me cry, like, a lot.

I thought it was just making me like everyone else, the way Zoloft made me cry less. Now I'm not so sure that _this_ isn't normal, and the Zoloft was making me weirdly stony. I... dunno that I like either.

Also? I _knew_ Miss Hartigan looked familiar! My mom and my brother MUST see this ASAP, because they like Dervla Kirwan so much! AAAAAAA! (Dervla Kirwan is the bestest name ever.) When I realized where I knew her from I kinda did the full-blown screaming and flapping thing. I love how Doctor Who makes me do that so much. No, we're not typecasting Dervla Kirwan as independent-minded women at ALL, noooo!