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[themeletor]

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 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.

Comments

[kittenbraden.livejournal.com]

I once broke my hand by punching a wall IN MY SLEEP. And a couple of months ago I did a faceplant and suffered a jaw injury by running out of the shower to answer the phone. Yeah, that was genius :P

[meletor-et-al.livejournal.com]

wow. I broke my hand trying to backhand my dad (I missed and hit the corner beading on the wall), and I fractured my sister's arm in my sleep, but that shower thing is impressive. Best faceplant evar. Is it too mean for me to say that kinda cheered me up? *heart*

[kittenbraden.livejournal.com]

LOL it's not mean at all. You have to laugh, because the whole situation was just so absurd. Hell, even the triage nurse was laughing when I was trying to explain what happened :)

I'm glad my stupidity cheered you up :)

xoxo

[shrieking-ell.livejournal.com]

I broke my hand free sparring.

Then i used the cast to terrorize more people while sparring with them.

and i did kendo one handed the entire time, thus giving myself one more excuse to totally abuse my hapless students ("I can do this one handed, you better all suck it up cupcakes cause we've got 7 more weeks of this...")