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Morning Musings
Sep. 5th, 2025 08:47 amChattering my teeth at some of the beautiful journals on here... I'd like to see if I can get mine to look like that. I'd like a nice green swampy page ;]
I'd also like to figure out how to make a sticky post, that way I can have an about me. I'll figure it out somehow some way, but for now I shall drink from my (green) coffee mug and enjoy the morning.
I have a very wonderful system. I wake up to my alarm clock, which actually plays the local radio. I get to sit in bed and listen to it for 30 minuets, then my girlfriend comes in to make sure I'm alive. I always drive them to their 8 AM classes. Then I come back home and make myself some coffee, cereal, and then I sit at my desk and do whatever I feel until 9 or 10, in which I go to campus for my classes (they usually start an hour from when I leave).
This whole process is very... shifty to me. I don't know why, but my fins are never more vivid than when I am in this routine. I think it has something to do with the solitude, the silence. The way the light rushes in through the blinds. I'm in my territory taking care of myself.
I've been debating again on getting some webbed hand gloves to just wear around. I'm unsure if every finger would be webbed of if I would leave the thumb out. Mostly because of how difficult it'd be to navigate with my pointer and thumbs webbed. I guess I could always cut it out if it becomes too much. I think it'd be so nice to have at least my webbed hands back. I've had them for over 10 years, they're a very important part of me.
That's about all I have this morning. It is nearly 9, so I need to get out and about and leave my swamp (den? burrow? what should gillmen call their home?) for class.
Godbwye.
I'd also like to figure out how to make a sticky post, that way I can have an about me. I'll figure it out somehow some way, but for now I shall drink from my (green) coffee mug and enjoy the morning.
I have a very wonderful system. I wake up to my alarm clock, which actually plays the local radio. I get to sit in bed and listen to it for 30 minuets, then my girlfriend comes in to make sure I'm alive. I always drive them to their 8 AM classes. Then I come back home and make myself some coffee, cereal, and then I sit at my desk and do whatever I feel until 9 or 10, in which I go to campus for my classes (they usually start an hour from when I leave).
This whole process is very... shifty to me. I don't know why, but my fins are never more vivid than when I am in this routine. I think it has something to do with the solitude, the silence. The way the light rushes in through the blinds. I'm in my territory taking care of myself.
I've been debating again on getting some webbed hand gloves to just wear around. I'm unsure if every finger would be webbed of if I would leave the thumb out. Mostly because of how difficult it'd be to navigate with my pointer and thumbs webbed. I guess I could always cut it out if it becomes too much. I think it'd be so nice to have at least my webbed hands back. I've had them for over 10 years, they're a very important part of me.
That's about all I have this morning. It is nearly 9, so I need to get out and about and leave my swamp (den? burrow? what should gillmen call their home?) for class.
Godbwye.
