Can't sleep. Don't know why. It's annoying.

I bought the most delicious eggs at the farmers' market this weekend. They are making for very good breakfasts.

Oh god. I scarcely ever sleep ANYwhere but in my own bed. The list of rituals and requirements is vast and concrete. It has always been thus and makes me envious of nothing else in this life, except for people who can sleep on demand.

See, I'm usually one of those people. Not quite on demand, but close. Never used to be that way, but these days just moving around makes me so exhausted that sleep happens *a lot*. But not since I've been house-sitting. Although my stress levels are also insanely high. (Wedding planning - a method of year-long torture created and executed by THE DEVIL. Yes.)

Predation risk! Less REM and less deep sleep in novel environments. The theory is that people who get night terrors are extra sensitive to the cues of predation risk.

Hmm. Evolution side-effects: not always friendly.

Can't sleep. Don't know why. It's annoying.

See above - I empathise. Making a very large midnight snack seemed to help.

The fact that I like to cook also confuses my mother. To her, cooking is a chore, it seems.

I'm on your mother's side here. I rarely cook - it's The Girl's thing. I am very bad at it, and therefore find it a stressful and depressing experience.

omnis -- Hmm. It could be WindSparrow's theory of social awkwardness - I had to precede my first kiss with The Girl with a whole lot of discussion, for I am not good with the social. Or she's just ordinary shy, or a bit nervous. Any nervous vibes from her?

Huh. I had an ex who said that about me, until she whipped out the SUPER GINORMOUS strap on that was bigger than my arm! If I could run, I would have.

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...WTF? I'm alone in wanting to know the rest of the story?

Evidently I'm spending too much time reading through the prompts for the SPN kink meme. (Jesus. Whenever I think I've heard it all, somebody shows up with a whole new crate of OMGWTF. Oh, fandom.)

Sorry about the snoglessness, omnis. On the bright side, she didn't try to pull a Liberian Gold Scam on you, I assume?

Omnis, sorry to hear about the lack of snogging. Next time you're with her just kiss her; it's better to know one way or another rather than torturing yourself.

I have done yoga for three days in a row, and I am trying to remind myself that it will eventually make me feel better rather than worse. I have awoken muscles that were quite happy to remain asleep.

Next time you're with her just kiss her; it's better to know one way or another rather than torturing yourself.

sj is wise. And, as another signal-not-reader (the first time Hec kissed me? He spent the entire night building up to the kiss, whereas I had no clue at all until about 90 seconds before it happened), I concur that it is kind of torturous. Also, WS is totally right -- if GGG is a signal-not-reader herself all the talking may just be nerves and shyness and both of you waiting for the other to give some clear signal but not able to read it.

Which leads back to sj again, and just kiss her! (GGG, not sj. TCG will kill you if you try anything.)

Seska, sorry about the stress, but, on the upside, wedding planning does come to an end at some point. And it ends in cake and marriage, which is not so bad (plus, the wedding site you linked to is gorgeous).

Dept. of Random: My dreams last night involved Buffistas and their sprog; unfortunately, one of the only two things I can clearly remember is that someone's preteen was horsing around on a couch Gudanov-style but I can't even remember whose. Fortunately, the other thing I can remember is that Tom Scola hugged me. So, altogether, a pretty awesome dream.

Which leads back to sj again, and just kiss her! (GGG, not sj. TCG will kill you if you try anything.)

Heh.

JZ! How are you? I have been missing you and Matilda since the F2F ended.

Good luck Omnis. I'm not qualified to give you advice.

Good luck with the wedding planning. I can't remember wedding planning. I think there was delegation to the mothers involved.

I'm about to have a 10 year old somehow. Is that preteen? Well, technically it is in the same sense that a 2 year old is preteen, but I'm thinking of the demographic group rather than the technical definition.

I'm about to have a 10 year old somehow. Is that preteen? Well, technically it is in the same sense that a 2 year old is preteen, but I'm thinking of the demographic group rather than the technical definition.

Wow! I think 10 year olds count as tweens.

I remember my dad making a deal of being double-digits when I hit 10. I thought it was cool.

I think 10 year olds count as tweens.

She does have the attitude and eye rolling down pretty well.