My body refuses to stay asleep lately — I don’t remember the last time I slept through the night. I am so sleep-deprived I can feel my immune system deteriorating.
Still trying to sort out stuff. Increased my dosage of antidepressants on the good doctor’s orders, am seeing yet another therapist, and talking to school-people about career options. Imploring those around me for help beats blundering about in the dark, dropping classes and changing majors.
I am legitimately addicted to BBQ pork. I crave it every day, and getting some is never enough.
I need help.
This video is indescribably amazing. Just watch it.
MUTO a wall-painted animation by BLU from blu on Vimeo.
I am back from the Bahamas. It was wonderful, even though I still have a cold. Pictures coming soon.
I have my macbaby back, with a shiny new top. The trackpad feels different — less smooth. I’ll just assume they gave me an upgrade. Anyway, everything works beautifully. So it’s time to do something I’ve been waiting a long time for:
l ; ‘
OH YEAH.
Snapshot of the last 10 minutes
I am baking a cake (sister’s birthday is tomorrow), cooking pizza bagels and making my third cup of tea this evening. I go down to the basement to check on the laundry I’m doing and find that I’ve flooded the place by leaving something in the laundry tub and blocking the drain. Again. I run upstairs, and upstairs again, and grab some old towels, forgetting I wanted the thermometer from the upstairs washroom to check my temperature. After I lay them on the floor, I survey the damage (not terrible) and set some things out to dry. At this point I remember my pizza bagels, which fortunately I took out of the oven earlier but unfortunately have become cold wads of resolidified cheese and spongy bread. I take a gulp of tea to calm my raging throat so that I can eat with minimal pain, and burn my tongue. I remember I wanted to check my temperature. My phone rings.
This is why, when I am sick, I prefer to just sleep through it and not try to do anything: doing things is dangerous.
I am getting a cold. I leave in four days. I cannot take any cold medication whatsoever because of my antidepressants. I am not happy.
I finally dropped off my laptop for repairs. I’ll get it back all shiny and ant-free on Monday.
Climbing today was excellent. I cleaned the 5.7 I was huffing and puffing up yesterday, and was flashing up a harder 7 I couldn’t even start at my peak last year — until I had to come down because my hands were too raw to grip. My skin is still holding me back, but it’s getting nice and callused. Soon I’ll have climbers’ hands.
That is, until I leave for the Bahamas on Wednesday and get nice and pampered. mmmm.
I finally dropped off my laptop for repairs. I’ll get it back all shiny and ant-free on Monday.
Climbing today was excellent. I cleaned the 5.7 I was huffing and puffing up yesterday, and was flashing up a harder 7 I couldn’t even start at my peak last year — until I had to come down because my hands were too raw to grip. My skin is still holding me back, but it’s getting nice and callused. Soon I’ll have climbers’ hands.
That is, until I leave for the Bahamas on Wednesday and get nice and pampered. mmmm.
I went climbing yesterday. It was glorious… and by glorious, I mean embarrassing, as I was struggling with 5.7s, but I don’t care. I WENT CLIMBING.
Actually, it was a pretty happy time. I met up with one of the guys in my swing-dancing class, and once there ran into an old high school/violin friend, said hello to a couple of my coworkers, and played with the dogs that constantly roam around the gym. I’m going again tonight, despite my sore limbs and arthritic joints. The skin on my hands is getting stronger and I refuse to let it go soft again.
Other happy news: I passed calculus with a D+ because they bell-curved the marks (otherwise most of the class would have failed, including me). I need a C- to stay in Honours Psych, but I also need stats, which I dropped. So I’m currently reevaluating my major. I’m glad I have calc as a credit though; less money and time wasted.
Even more happy news: Remember Mariposa? The company went out of business — all 150 stores across Canada, bye-bye. When I heard that, I laughed and laughed. Good riddance.
I went climbing yesterday. It was glorious… and by glorious, I mean embarrassing, as I was struggling with 5.7s, but I don’t care. I WENT CLIMBING.
Actually, it was a pretty happy time. I met up with one of the guys in my swing-dancing class, and once there ran into an old high school/violin friend, said hello to a couple of my coworkers, and played with the dogs that constantly roam around the gym. I’m going again tonight, despite my sore limbs and arthritic joints. The skin on my hands is getting stronger and I refuse to let it go soft again.
Other happy news: I passed calculus with a D+ because they bell-curved the marks (otherwise most of the class would have failed, including me). I need a C- to stay in Honours Psych, but I also need stats, which I dropped. So I’m currently reevaluating my major. I’m glad I have calc as a credit though; less money and time wasted.
Even more happy news: Remember Mariposa? The company went out of business — all 150 stores across Canada, bye-bye. When I heard that, I laughed and laughed. Good riddance.
I love watching the soap turn grey when I wash the rope grease off my hands.
Been working at the gym as much as my delicate fingers will allow. I can do about four hours now before my skin gets too raw and I can’t comfortably hold the rope.
I love watching the soap turn grey when I wash the rope grease off my hands.
Been working at the gym as much as my delicate fingers will allow. I can do about four hours now before my skin gets too raw and I can’t comfortably hold the rope.