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Mar. 30th, 2005
I just finished registering for classes next semester:
The Human Agenda: Environment
The Human Agenda: Environment(Lab)
Race & Gender in Film & Media
European Civilization: Ideas & Experiences
The Sixties
And in other news, I am glad to see that March is finally working on that "Out Like a Lamb" business.
The Human Agenda: Environment
The Human Agenda: Environment(Lab)
Race & Gender in Film & Media
European Civilization: Ideas & Experiences
The Sixties
And in other news, I am glad to see that March is finally working on that "Out Like a Lamb" business.
Ouchy and Grouchy
Mar. 30th, 2005 05:41 pmI hurt. From about the bottom of my ribcage to the tops of my thighs, I ache. I've also got some awesome neck stiffness and nausea going on. Blood, at long last. And not a moment too soon, because there are parts of my body that have been sore and tender for at least a week.
Today was supposed to be The Day of Productivity. It started well, with me up and at breakfast by 7:15. As soon as I returned to the dorm, however, I realized that a simple walk up the stairs had set my stomach churning and my head spinning. Furthermore, the coffee I had consumed was not helping matters, as I felt jittery and, on top of that, faint. Suppression of innard-outing followed, along with a 30 minute nap that did not help much. My day since then has been divided into these categories: Clutching My Body Parts in Pain, Dozing Off, Hating on School, Writing This Paper Without Much Fervor, and Being a Menstrosity.
Oh, and being forced into the role of "gimme dah money or I breaka you face," brings me no enjoyment. None at all. Fuck that shit.
My Bikesexual will be infinitely closer to me for a week, but unable to contact me. The utter sadness.
I have nothing good to say about today other than it was sunny for most of the day and when I was resting in the lounge earlier with the sliding door open, it totally felt like hammock weather. Oh, also I got to talk to a boy named bunker (specifically lower case) who likes language games as much as I do. That was on the goodly side.
Everything else: trash.
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Today was supposed to be The Day of Productivity. It started well, with me up and at breakfast by 7:15. As soon as I returned to the dorm, however, I realized that a simple walk up the stairs had set my stomach churning and my head spinning. Furthermore, the coffee I had consumed was not helping matters, as I felt jittery and, on top of that, faint. Suppression of innard-outing followed, along with a 30 minute nap that did not help much. My day since then has been divided into these categories: Clutching My Body Parts in Pain, Dozing Off, Hating on School, Writing This Paper Without Much Fervor, and Being a Menstrosity.
Oh, and being forced into the role of "gimme dah money or I breaka you face," brings me no enjoyment. None at all. Fuck that shit.
My Bikesexual will be infinitely closer to me for a week, but unable to contact me. The utter sadness.
I have nothing good to say about today other than it was sunny for most of the day and when I was resting in the lounge earlier with the sliding door open, it totally felt like hammock weather. Oh, also I got to talk to a boy named bunker (specifically lower case) who likes language games as much as I do. That was on the goodly side.
Everything else: trash.
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Mar. 30th, 2005 09:11 pmLuxuries: Measures enough of courage and ground to walk with closed eyes for more than twenty steps. Grass the whole way.
Also: The ability to stop and open your eyes, when you're ready.
Also: The ability to stop and open your eyes, when you're ready.