beccaelizabeth's dreamwidth journal

Today was Very Busy, we did the Monday and Wednesday tasks both at once, due to a cancellation.
Then I had an accidental nap for most of the afternoon.

I dreamed Torchwood was famous among museums for its collection of clothes, everyday items, and ephemera.
They didn't know what else the Torchwood Archive did, but they did know a lot of ordinary ish people had bequeathed all their worldly goods to Torchwood upon their deaths, so each death got you a snapshot of a life.
It's exactly the kind of comprehensive cross section that most museums don't have the space for but an Archive can preserve.

... obviously for this to be a Torchwood story there would be something about the outfits on carefully arranged tailor's dummies that went Horribly Wrong. But the dream didn't get that far.

Today I got about six hours sleep
and woke up from a pretty intense anxiety dream
about going for a walk to the duck pond
on my own.

also in my summer pyjamas that are Short

and it was getting dark out
which I havent really experienced for some years because all the support happens at light oclocks.

I like the nice walks with support but it feels somewhat unfair that asleep me isnt getting Adventures just slightly more stressful walks.



Before asleep times today I did two loads of laundry and relistened some Doctor Who.
Big Finish version 2021 did not predict Brexit and also was not polite about Europe.
It's so weird every time we catch up with imaginary future.
Keeps on turning out to have been imaginary past with a funny hat on.

The Harvest was good and interesting.
The Light At The End had good bits but the more multi Doctor a story gets the less time it has for anything ither than intro outro.

I got Tuesday tasks done and successfully made appointments so it was a pretty winning day.

I also dreamed GDL was at the park doing a sort of impromptu Q&A for a picnic of tiny children who had decided they recognised him from voice work but were somewhat fuzzy on the fact fiction distinction. Like sure they could see he was not his character because he was not two dimensional yellow or fuzzy, but they kept asking about the other characters as if they were co workers like the muppets.
So that was cute.

I need more sleep.

I am proud of me today, I did two whole loads of laundry, wash and dry, and put the first one away already.
Second one needs hung up to dry, which is never ideal but should work better when the outside temperature is like 15 degrees higher today than lately. In double figures of plus numbers even.

Weather. 🌞

I been putting off laundry because I've been nocturnal again, and not wanting to annoy the neighbours, but it needs done eventually and I did a whole reds wash so I have a nice red jumper ready for the weekend.

Shopping should be arriving in the daylight hours and if the e receipt is right for a wonder my big xmas week shop will only be missing some vegetables I have frozen anyway. 🤞

Feeling very accomplished.

... the little mood bat has a pencil and paper for accomplished, and busy, and working, and productive, and pencil and paper is not a realm where I have done much of late.

I'll try grateful. That's a nice mood, albeit not a very distinctive bat.

I usually forget the mood whatsits.



Pretty good day.

Today I sorted through a box that had not been sorted properly in 5 years!
... because I thought it was long term storage but nope, it was a whole pile of desk stuff from approx May 2017.

Box is empty now, things are either in *actual* long term storage (con books, movie tickets, some notes) or the bin (mostly take away menus, bus timetables, catalogs, all long expired).

I am feeling mostly very accomplished, with a side order of *facepalm*.




Also today I sorted and decided to throw away a number of battery powered xmas decorations
because those batteries are very history.

Ah well.

Today I cleaned and tidied efficiently until I could see lots of floor in the living room
and then I vacuum cleaned the floor.

I feel mighty and accomplished.



... I take the wins I can get...

So far in this awake, which started quite late in the evening so it seems weird saying so far today, I have

run the dishwasher
run a load of laundry
dropped a mask on the floor while unloading the laundry so I'll have to do that bit again
run the drying
and

started rewatching Crisis on Infinite Earths, because I got that far in the Supergirl season and stalled.

... I am at the end of hour two and stalled again.

It is not fun watching everything destroyed and replaced again. I dont know why Flash thinks it is fun to watch, but it is not. We care enough about the story to be here, why throw it out and replace all the parts?

It is fun meeting many of Wells because we get an ongoing argument about how much different worlds and different experiences can make different people from the same stuff, and the answer is Very. So people are not swappable and having a whole different past makes them very different people. And they're interesting and fun to visit.

But it is not fun just... throwing all the characters away when they're done with them.

We were not done with them.



So I am quite unreasonably grumpy about it and disinclined to finish watching it tonight.

... but I still can't remember many details from the rest of the hours so I'll still watch it before I keep going with Supergirl, and be annoyed some more.


Boo.




But, progress with basic tasks, is yaay.

*sigh*

onwards...

Down side of today: my washer dryer makes A Noise. Not a TARDIS noise, more like the warbling howls of some nameless beasties we won't see until the third act.

Up side: more laundry is Achieved.

Winter pyjamas are in a bag for the summer, so I have room to put things away that are not fluffy. Dresses have their own drawer, even though I only wear them around the flat. Order is achieved.




I should probably sleep soon but
A Noise.

Today's holiday preparations were all having Cleaner Day early, so it doesn't fall on actual holiday.
So my house is clean now
and the rainbow cutlery has been washed again ready
and I ran the dishwasher
and did laundry, including an extra rinse because it was being very bubbles, and a dry that seems to have worked nicely.

Pretty big success.

Not massively fascinating to tell the internet about though.



I have been watching His Dark Materials because it's on the iPlayer
but I had forgotten the whole bad things happen to children aspect of the story
having forgotten almost all the story
and I have a pretty low tolerance for bad things happen to chiildren
and have reached a point where I want to punch, like, a really long list of characters now.

It's all very pretty and the daemons are neat and the bear is spectacular
but I am not sure watching it is enriching my life.



Adventure is just A Lot, you know?


I should go back to the sort of fanfic where you just read about people being okay forever.


But that was my day. Mildly upsetting TV with bits I don't want to think about, and lots of cleaning.

I dreamed I sold my soul to the King of Hell last night. I don't watch Supernatural so I don't know why said King was Crowley, probably cause I met the actor at a con. I listened to the first bit of Dorian Grey on the radio yesterday, and I was thinking before bed about horror campaigns and how everyone's got something they'd sell their soul for. So, I found out mine.
I sold my soul in return for the King of Hell being happy.
... he was fine with that deal, pounced right on it. Also there was a whole demon pregnancy thing that is not the traditional result of deal making on Supernatural as I understand it, but he reckoned was covered in the happiness clause.
The thing is, from a Buddhist perspective, to be properly completely happy it requires you to be enlightened. All beings seek happiness and avoid suffering, and enlightenment is the only way.
So I'd sold my soul in order that the King of Hell would swear to become a Buddha, and he hadn't noticed.

Very good trick.

Of course there were multiple possible outcomes.
He might just use his own definition of happy and call it deal done. Then I'd end up in hell, but that's okay, bodhisattva vows about helping all living beings and the hardcore version about sticking around until all the hells are empty would continue to apply even if I didn't have a choice to leave hell. If I was enlightened I would be able to leave and help others leave, and if I was only still seeking enlightenment for the good of all living beings, I'd have a pretty good reason to pay that a lot of attention. But mostly, if he tried to cheat by my standards, I could hang around with the King of Hell and try and do the enlightenment thing for both of us. Pretty good outcome, albeit uncomfortable.
He might be unable to fulfil his side of the bargain, and then he wouldn't be proper happy and I wouldn't be in hell. Status quo but with the shallowness of his pleasures revealed, so possibly a bit enlightening for him.
Or, he might accidentally commit to making himself a Buddha and then realise how to do it. Hell is suddenly ruled by a Buddha. Things would get much better for very many beings very quickly. Big win.

Usually if dream me does something egregiously stupid in the oaths line with supernatural beings I get a bit worried. This one I can live with, cause it's just a logical extension of things awake me has decided. Still, I'd really rather everyone got enlightened before going to hell, hell doesn't sound like it would be any fun at all.





After that I dreamed that Mulder and Krychek working together destroyed the global conspiracy. There was a huge great explosion of a secret base with all the conspirators in it, The End. Scully nearly got blown up, but the fire stopped about an inch in front of her as if it were a wobbly waterbed sort of surface instead of an explosion. She reached out to poke it and it rippled, a very thick very clear surface rippling in neat rings on her side and boiling bubbles on the toehr, containing the fire. ... which should bring into logical question how exploded the conspiracy people got, but, Mulder and I thought they got pretty well exploded and the conspiracy was over.

So then I found a working computer terminal and got Mulder to log on... and he got greeted as the new head of the conspiracy. He got all their files. It was like, hello there person smart enough to end us, now you have to deal with it all instead. ( Read more... )


It's weird, I keep going to bed at night and waking up in the morning. That hasn't happened for years. It'll probably wear off soon, but at the moment I sleep when I'm tired and wake up when I happen to wake up and I'm still getting up before 0800.

Today's jobs:
Actually mostly done, since it is cleaner day and I have filled the dishwasher and started it, and started the laundry, and made sure everything is in the right bins or at least above them. Cardboard stays in a stack in the corner while I read the instructions and I keep forgetting to put it in the recycle after.

I could also do with going out as far as the hairdresser's, or possibly using the telephone but I've never got the hang of that. My hair is... well, if I can't get it cut I'm planning to wear a hat all weekend :-( Stupid big hair that went all long and keeps trying to tangle. The grey showing I can live with, I'm 35 and it's true enough now, unlike when I started going grey. The brown showing is just weird. Goth black must happen.

Plus I need to go in to college to do paperwork stuff. But since I need to be in my flat for the cleaner at lunch time I can't even think about doing the going out parts until this afternoon.


Today's studying: Same as Saturday's, which I didn't do on Monday.
... there is a detectable theme in my study plans.
I mean I did do some studying, it just didn't result in finished assignment or in doing the dissertation work.


Breakfast went beep some time ago, I should to get that and get on with the day.