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Despite it all, the universe is balanced, and I really fucking hate that.
Or maybe I'm just moody.
I woke up today to a sore throat, took the floormates' nasty-four-bags-of-trash-and-vomit-that-have-been-sitting-there-since-Thursday to the basement because that's disgusting and if they're not going to deal with it appropriately then I will, went down to breakfast where I either ate too much or too little (I can't tell because I've taken to wearing my corset again), came back to the dorm to get my ass kicked by my period which always likes to make a dramatic entrance, spent what should have been my Econ 219 class curled up on the couch whining and pretending I could sleep, gave the hell up on that and took Aleve up on their offer of a second pill within the first 1-hour period, dicked around uselessly on PS7 trying to make an icon and failing miserably, had my cheer at![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
wulingyi's goddessly encoding generosity thwarted by a Filezilla who decided to be uncharacteristically uncool, and then got outbid on my Harley costume base while I was at class. Damned sniping services.
I don't know if I have time to walk to Cooks' Corners and the bookstore/internet cafe before dinner... though I could always use my Polar Points and catch a bite at the pub if I get back late. At any rate, I do need a booklight (my cheap facsimile bit the dust last night) and... clothespins, string, hangers, and pens. So it might just be a good idea, and I doubt the 6-7 miles could do me ill. It's just a matter of getting up off my ass and doing what I've been talking about for roughly a week now, since the day Bowdoin started really thwarting the P2Ps (coincidentally also the day Bowdoin got its act together with the wireless network).
So that's my bitching for the day. Virtual hugs not in fact appreciated, but you can bitch too if you want, or offer thoughts/solutions -- I'm in "stubborn angry problem-solver and if you pity me I'll slap you" mode.
Or maybe I'm just moody.
I woke up today to a sore throat, took the floormates' nasty-four-bags-of-trash-and-vomit-that-have-been-sitting-there-since-Thursday to the basement because that's disgusting and if they're not going to deal with it appropriately then I will, went down to breakfast where I either ate too much or too little (I can't tell because I've taken to wearing my corset again), came back to the dorm to get my ass kicked by my period which always likes to make a dramatic entrance, spent what should have been my Econ 219 class curled up on the couch whining and pretending I could sleep, gave the hell up on that and took Aleve up on their offer of a second pill within the first 1-hour period, dicked around uselessly on PS7 trying to make an icon and failing miserably, had my cheer at
wulingyi's goddessly encoding generosity thwarted by a Filezilla who decided to be uncharacteristically uncool, and then got outbid on my Harley costume base while I was at class. Damned sniping services.I don't know if I have time to walk to Cooks' Corners and the bookstore/internet cafe before dinner... though I could always use my Polar Points and catch a bite at the pub if I get back late. At any rate, I do need a booklight (my cheap facsimile bit the dust last night) and... clothespins, string, hangers, and pens. So it might just be a good idea, and I doubt the 6-7 miles could do me ill. It's just a matter of getting up off my ass and doing what I've been talking about for roughly a week now, since the day Bowdoin started really thwarting the P2Ps (coincidentally also the day Bowdoin got its act together with the wireless network).
So that's my bitching for the day. Virtual hugs not in fact appreciated, but you can bitch too if you want, or offer thoughts/solutions -- I'm in "stubborn angry problem-solver and if you pity me I'll slap you" mode.
