Sleepless in Falmouth

I hate this laptop sometimes. Again, after tapping away diligently for several minutes (I type fast) and writing a whole load of quality words, the whole lot disappeared. STUPID COMPUTER. I'm going to hit the keys extra hard to teach it a lesson. At the very least it will make me feel better.

Again, insomnia has me in its infuriating grip. After changing my room around on Monday with some vague ideas of feng shui, and practicality as I kept tripping over things, I have slept only about 10 hours in total. Most of the night and early mornings have been spent lying wide awake in frustration. And after nearly concussing myself at the weekend, I have been walking round in even more of a daze than usual.

when I have finally slept, it's produced some bizarre dreams. Sleeplessness is better than any drug for mind trips. A good dream, possibly some wish fulfillment in there was that my cat had been asked to star in CSI with Gil Grissom or rather the actor, William Petersen. Of course, that meant I had to chaperone her to Las Vegas. Sweet.

Much as I like CSI and Grissom, my favourite is CSI New York. In the last couple of weeks, probably due to the fact that I have still not got my TV working, it's become a bit of an obsession. Much time has been spent on the internet reading episode reviews, news, and fan fiction. Ah fan fiction, it's a strange but compelling world. One which I am not unfamiliar with having spent time a few years ago when I should have been writing essays, writing epic fan fic stories about Start Trek Voyager, X Files and homicide: Life on the Street. Sometimes all three together. My inner geek is never far from the surface. Now of course I'm going to have to have a go at writing some CSI New York fan fic, it's good practice anyway.

I'm afraid though that my mum probably did not help me out with a laptop for me to spend all this time reading fan fiction, so I'll have to ration myself. There's some really good writing there though. www.fanfiction.net is a great site.

Other than that, I have been having fun, and enjoying life on the Cornish coast. My Mills and Boon writing partner and I dared each to swim in the sea last week, and so on Friday afternoon, in front of more people than we realised there would be on Gylly beach at that time, we stripped down to our underwear and made a rush for the sea. Wow! So, so cold, but SO much fun, exhilarating. We were very pleased with ourselves and plan to do it again very soon.

As long as the weather stays as beautiful as it has done. since Thursday it has been balmy: crystal blue skies, crisp clear air and sunlight. I have walked for miles, and then sat still in deep joy because I can be here and sit by the sea in January with the sun on my face. I am so glad I came here.