Six Stationary Dragons

I’m half way through the second episode of Six Flying Dragons. I have been for days. I have little to no desire to watch it, instead finding myself loosing time doing nothing and then deciding it’s too late to watch it now.

I know I need to give it a good shot. I’m watching it because it’s one of the most highly rated dramas on Viki, so it must be worth watching. It wasn’t even that I didn’t enjoy it, more that it just didn’t hook me in.

The ever growing desire to watch Decendants of the Sun might also have a little something to do with it.

I also thought of rewatching The 100, seeing as that is restarting fairy soon, so that’s probably not helping either.

Not that I’ve started watching either of these series instead.

Mostly I’m just too tired to be bothered to put it on.



EDIT: I was just about to settle down to sleep when I decided a security wee would be wise, seeing as I have drunk 2 litres of redbush tea since 6pm. I was surprised to find an empty landing, and even more surprised when the patter of little paws didn’t come racing up the stairs within seconds. Then I heard a very pathetic sounding mewling. Agi had shut herself in the lounge, and she was very lucky that I decided to pee or she’d have been stuck there, minus food, water and litter, all night. Not that she seems to like her food or water staying in their bowls at the moment, or her poop in the litter tray ...

I just want to sleep

I just woke up from my pre sleep nap and remembered I hadn’t posted, so here I am even though I would much rather go to sleep instead.

I don’t even have anything to say. Had a lovely evening in with Rachey tonight and she helped me figure stuff out, while eating sticks a celery and watching Moulin Rouge.

Agi is very pouncy at the moment. I need to figure out how to change that because she is absolutely destroying my arms and legs. It was a lovely day today and everyone else was in short sleeves and bare legs, and there’s me with my cardigan and black tights because I don’t want to expose my mauled limbs. I think I just have a constant smell of Savlon about me from the amount I have to plaster on new scratches every day.

Right that’s enough. Good night.

Who knows

As far as first days back go, today wasn’t bad, other than there being no non dairy milk, therefore forcing me into having a black decaf tea. It was the classic can’t get to sleep and then keep walking up every half hour thing though this morning, as I was paranoid that I’d over sleep and be late. But other than that, all fairly straight forward

Then this evening, a boy came round and I cooked us fajitas, with dairy free cheese that my cat kept trying to nab until we were forced to lock her out of the room. He said they were good, and I think they were ok to be fair, but I’d be interested in his true opinion. I did offer him to buy his own chicken and dairy items if he wanted them!

Boys can be like that, they often might say one thing but mean something else because they don’t want to say it. Tonight for example, I’m not sure if what he said was what he meant, or just because he didn’t know how to say what he was really thinking.