Stuffy-Scratchy

My cold has only gotten worse (I'm in a nest of tissues, tea and pillows!), so I'm turning into bed tonight with the hope that I'll be able to breathe and/or speak easily tomorrow. Personally, I'd take a sore throat over a plugged nose any day!

Q & A

Continuing the trend of Mahara talking about her sleep habits: I think I'm going to bed early.

For you, Mystery Person Who Reads This Every Night, feel free to introduce yourself. What part of that States are you in? What about my blog is so interesting to read right after I post most nights, and relatively soon after if that isn't the case?

Body Clock

What to write about tonight? Ugh. I've been so tired lately, but it's hitting at odd times—from ~1800h-~1930h I'm exhausted, but when I laze about for a while, so as to not go to bed too early and muss up my sleep schedule (and because the roomie is still up and about at that time), I lose my sleepiness and can't seem to fid it again until nearly 0100h the next morning. I'm not impressed with my body clock right now.

Of course it would be easier if I could nap, but nooooo, my body's too persnickety for that, and won't. shut. off!!

Ever so frustrating. Especially as all my classes start in the relatively early morning this semester (which I am actually quite pleased about, truth be told).

Solstice Spending

Mmmh, I came back from shopping about an hour ago. Lovely Midnight Madness, I spent almost two hundred dollars.

What did I spend it on? (If my roomie wasn't sleeping, I'd take photos….)

I bought a --- -- ------ ---------- for said sleepy roomie, which I know she'll love.

I bought a --- --- for our floor exchange, and I'll stuff it with something small for goodies's sake.

I bought a ----, ----- ----- and ---- ------ ---- for my best friend. I walked into the store, and almost the first thing I saw was the ----,  and I knew it was perfect.

I also bought myself three dresses from this store called Bali—so cute! I'll be wearing one tomorrow, bright, very bright, red, and so comfy. Perfect for rushing about, prepping for a crazy concert! The other is this lovely golden colour, and the last is a really interesting cowl-ish sweater dress, with a pattern (for me, that's huge—I rarely if ever wear patterns. Yet two of my four sweater dresses seem to have heavy patterning…. Hmm) in brown, black and other neutrally-monochromatic-but-still-a-nice-brown scheme. The brown actually is nice, a warm golden if you get close.

I still need to find Solstice gifts for one…two…three…four…five(?!) people, plus my siblings and S.

The last three will be most challenging, I think.

Or maybe the friends….

I can send cards to the 6AC, and something memento-like.

Ugh.

Why did I have to be generous (read: susceptible and complacent to the capitalist system we are all operating under) this year?!

Blank

I am so ready to have this semester over…ad hopefully reset my circadian rhythm, too!

That's all I've got….

Tumblr Troubles

I've become a rather hooked Tumblr'er (does anyone know the 'correct' term for that…?) since the new computer (Daniel) works so much better with it than Alex ever did. The downside to being drowsy all day and sleeping in every morning, though, is the staying up late…with nothing to read.

Wow, can anyone say first world problems here…?!

That's embarrassing.

Practically Snoring Already

I don't know what to say tonight other than I'm completely done, ready to sleep. I'm so ready for Break to get here; I want to cook and go for walks and not be with people 24/7.

Mostly right now I want to sleep.

Staked

Yesterday, I had my first pole aerobics class. Oh my goodness. My arms are so bloody sore, I'm struggling to type. An amazing workout…simply very exhausting. Looking forward to next Tuesday, but not the next few days.

I suppose one I get used to lifting over seventy-five kilos at a time for hour(s) non-stop, it'll get better. One way to gain upper body strength!

Right now, I feel as weak as a vampire in the sunrise. With garlic and stakes dangling above me.

Club Lag

This weekend was interesting—I went out both Friday and Saturday nights, as a sort of belated birthday/we-miss-you event, and was immersed in the culture that is clubbing.

Ha!

I couldn't keep a straight face while writing that, how about you, reading?

So…drunks, dirty-dancing, spilled drinks, shouting, ringing ears, sub-woofers, freezing-while-waiting-for-a-cab…. 'Bout sums it up. Of course, I don't actually drink, so I get to alternately laugh my pants off and worry for the sanity of our race when I watch others do so.

I don't really know what else to say on the topic—but going out twice in as many nights isn't good for me. I can do one night/day of five sleeping hours, but not two! I usually make sure to go to bed early after a late- or all-nighter.

Which is what I'm doing tonight. I've been in my PJ's since 1800h, waiting for it to be a respectable enough time to crawl into bed and be done with today. I think that time is about now….

I Can't

Okay. I can't do it anymore—after some personal searching, conversations, documentaries, readings…I'm going to do this.

I'm going vegan.

I have no idea how this will work. I have no idea what the reaction will be. I have no idea as to who I'll build a support from (aside from one).

But I'm going to do this.

Ponder It…

First day back to work—I've already got overtime! I'm so dedicated….

And tired. So I'll ask one of those deep philosophical questions.

What would you do if you could do one great thing to be remembered by, in this instant?

Exercise-Cure

So, I figured out why I'm so flipping tired all the time: I haven't been exercising. I've been putting it off, so I can study, then relax after. Silly me—I should remember that I always feel better after working out. I'm actually working on a new choreography for my future-Zumba® class. I'm going to have so many songs, and only be licensed for a few of them. I'll need to get a SOCAN license as soon as I can (first I need a name for my 'company,') so I can do all these songs that I love and want to teach! Nothing against the registered Zumba songs, but as a student I always got—still do get—a kick out of the songs I can sing along to, and understand, in English.

So, I guess that I'll have to clean my running shoes up from the Press Run a few weeks ago, and show up for my class Wednesday night. It'll be so much better for me…!!

Frantic

It's been a while. Let's see, what have I been up to. I went for a hike Sunday, mucked up my knee somewhere between there and Monday, it's still killing me. I need it to be okay for Friday—that's my Grad! Eek! I had a grad test-run for my hair, and it should only take half an hour to forty-five minutes. I'm very pleased with that! 

What else…hmm. My psychology class ended today, but I have to do huge amounts of work to get the final project done by Friday. I'm worried, there's some things I don't understand within the reading of the surveys.

Also, I have to get stuff (how technical!) ready for Grad: cap and gown deposit, hemmed dress, giving up on Sears' late delivery of the shoes I won't be wearing, finalized decals. Plus get my house ready for my family to arrive on Thursday. 

Gah, this is a busy week, it seems like everything has been piled on all at once!

Confused

I don't know what's wrong…I've been so, so tired lately. I fell asleep in the car today, driving back from town. I never sleep in the car, I hate it. I have a doctor appointment soon, though, so maybe that'll shed some light.

Hustle, Hustle, Collapse

I'm running on almost empty, what with travel induced jet-lag, a friend's medical stuff that I worry over far too much, courses soming out of my ears, next year's courses coming out of my ears, and a job. Plus travel prep. And grad prep. And get-the-fudge-out-of-this-town prep.

I need to sleep.

Inventory

Official last-day of my trip—all flights, drives, walks have been finished, all that's left is to unpack and sleep off the jet lag. With that in mond, let's look at what I went with, and what I came back with.

White Skin=>Sunburned Skin
Rash-Free=>Spider(?) Bites
$200 USD=>Hats, Food, Food, Jewellery
Tender Feet=>Sore, Calloused Feet
Dullish Hair=>Sunbleached (Partially!) Hair
Functioning Watch=>Broken Watch
Assumed Fitting Clothes=>Donation Bin Clothes
No Deadlines=>Countless Deadlines

Was it worth it? Yeah, I'm starting to think it was. At least, until I deal with the fall-out!

Aloha

I'm so very tired tonight…my last night in Hawaii. What a trip! I've gotten lost in the US, I've been to so many touristy places (Byodo-In Temple, Iolani Palace, Polynesian Cultural Centre, Waikiki, Maui Divers Jewellery, Kualoa Ranch (twice!), Pele's Chair, Waimea Valley, and I'm sure there's more I can't remember).

I've done the luau, the hula show(s), the SUP, the surfing.
I've done beach, rock, walking through forest.
I've swam through currents, waves, ocean, river, waterfall, jacuzzi.
I've walked over roads, sand, grass, dirt, wood-chips, rocks.
I've been sunburned horridly, gotten better, worse again.
I've driven on country road, city road, freeway.
I've bought food, jewellery (custom!), hats.
I've been woken by rooster, rain, chirping, mother.

I've had an amazing time.

Abort! Abort!

I was going to do this big ol' rant about religion indoctrinating kids young, and how that's Hitler-esc, and even provid examples…but instead, I'm going to bed. Ahhhh, sleep!

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Dead Or Alive

So I know I've crawled under a rock these last few days, but there is a good reason! While I was writing a grand total of zero words here, I've written about two thousand five hundred for my English class.
Twenty-five hundred.
2500.

I'm so tired…I was up until 0000h yesterday writing, and then 0200h this morning. Two major papers, two days…one class.

After this is done, and I finish my tomato-eggs, I'm going to read over my Math notes for the unit exam tomorrow, and go the fuck to sleep.

What's your one-track-mind telling you today?