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Aug. 24th, 2010 07:24 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
darchildreOkay, apparently my day off yesterday did not contain enough alone-time because I am a total marshwiggle today. A growly snappish grumpy marshwiggle.
Also, my personal space bubble has apparently expanded to an untenable degree, because I have spent the day feeling uncomfortable about people who are much further away from me than would normally be bothersome.
I did have a pleasant dinner hour, though, which I spent half of reading The Haunting of Hill House and half working on the tiny felt zombie horde that I will be sending to someone as part of a craft swap. The zombies are pocket-sized. Right now, I am fantasizing about the tiny zombie army eating people. It is a pleasing fantasy.
Half an hour, and I get to go home. I am going to make tea and sew more zombies and not talk to people.
Also, my personal space bubble has apparently expanded to an untenable degree, because I have spent the day feeling uncomfortable about people who are much further away from me than would normally be bothersome.
I did have a pleasant dinner hour, though, which I spent half of reading The Haunting of Hill House and half working on the tiny felt zombie horde that I will be sending to someone as part of a craft swap. The zombies are pocket-sized. Right now, I am fantasizing about the tiny zombie army eating people. It is a pleasing fantasy.
Half an hour, and I get to go home. I am going to make tea and sew more zombies and not talk to people.
