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miles too late to say it...
... but thanks to everyone who offered love and support, good wishes and laughs. I needed them all, hell, some days I still do. I am still very very gobsmacked that the people who reached out the most were the people that I admired for their ability to triumph over diversity. It made me feel like "if these people can take time out to offer me ( Read more... ) -
life in the sweatervest
I’ve been a little stressed out about money lately, as I try to pay back the enormous amounts I spent trying to get myself a work wardrobe and then buying another one that can function in this heat wave (a tuxedo-printed g-string and brass buttons over the nipples seem to have done the trick). Not to mention buying the stuff I needed to move (air ( Read more... ) -
The birthday
Was mostly a success. Got wickedly burnt-- because i am the idiot Dr. Phil talks about who slams their hand in a car door and expects a different result each time-- but ate good food, hung with family and 300 000 of my closest canucks. The heatwave here is almost unbearable-- or at least, it would be if i ever left the 5 foot area surrounding my ( Read more... ) -
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Phew! So I am moved in, more or less. My only criteria for a successful moving day were that I had a bed to sleep in and that my air conditioner was placed in the window. It was a staggering 40 degrees with the humidex that week and I knew my genteel spirit (to say nothing of my bangs) would melt in that kind of heat. Between my dad, uncle, The ( Read more... ) -
bad fan! no biscuit!
totally TOTALLY forgot about the SVU of our dreams tonight. I'm blaming it on the muscle relaxants i'm chowing down on but really, there's no excuse. Is there any kind soul who'd record it for me and send me a copy. Will pay for time/shipping, natch. Man, i suck. -
agony and ecstasy, live together in perfect harmony
So yes, i missed a day and will try again next month. But in my defense, I was listening to vomitting. Anybody who knows me knows that i have a long list of fears which may include ( Read more... ) -
Day 9: Feeling fine. If by fine you mean slightly nauseated.
Did the last predictor (predicter? both look wrong) test and it actually went.. okay. Of course i still can't remember to conjugate verbs when i get on a roll so that kind of fell to shit but everything else.. surprisingly, mostly okay. Which i guess goes toward my theory of doing better at brain-stuff when my body lets me down. Sorry these ( Read more... ) -
Day 8...almost
Excuse the lateness, spent most of the day moping around in bed after a horrendous night spent mostly bent over double with stomach troubles of an epic sort. Which, i guess, is how my body reacts to renewed promises to go-get-'er. Typical. Still didn't stop the aforementioned test from coming. Still didn't make me a better student, using that ( Read more... ) -
day 6: the pressure is on
it seems that the world is trying to push me to finish my training in march. It's being rumoured that only those that do well on their 'predictor test' on tuesday will be invited to write their tests before april whereas the rest of us will, like little french groundhogs (marmottes, in case you wondered) have 9 more weeks of verb work. And march ( Read more... ) -
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One of the benefits of living so far away from The Boy (in fact, the only benefit as far as i can see) is that, when we do get together, i still get wonderful little butterflies in my stomach as soon as his face appears. Yeah, gross. He's sitting behind me now, head buried in a Deadpool comic (yeah, I'm not sure either), looking just lovely and ( Read more... )