Party Plan

Aug. 25th, 2012 12:58 pm
lea_hazel: I am surrounded by tiny red hearts (Feel: Love)
13:00-14:00 Write

14:00-17:00 Play DA2

17:00 Lunch

17:30-19:00 Cleaning

19:00 Wash hair

21:00 Start cooking

22:00 Everyone starts showing up

Optimism, yo.
lea_hazel: Kermit: OMG YAY *flail* (Feel: OMGYAY)
Tonight I invited friends over for what was supposed to be a dinner party, but I failed to reinforce the invitation enough, so only one (very close, very cool) friend showed up. We had an awesome night, she drank tea and I drank wine. I put away the food and consulted with her on pushing the dinner forward and reinviting everyone for the middle of the week.

We talked about a bunch of different things and she gave me interior design advice. The layout of my living room was all wrong and now I feel a lot better about it. I also showed her this picture of my custom Hawke and she said she "had potential" when I asked if she was hot. :D It was awesome to talk about so many things and I miss her a lot when we don't talk to each other a lot.

Really I have no excuses and I'm going to be more social for the rest of the summer.

I feel pretty good.
lea_hazel: The outlook is somewhat dismal (Feel: Crash and Burn)
This week has been weird.

I just... don't know what I'm feeling anymore. Am I panicking? Am I anxious? Am I complacent? Am I having a breakdown? Am I physically ill? Have I got my shit together? Am I turning my life around? Am I giving up too easily? Am I clinging to something obsolete and worthless? Is my life moving forward, straying or stagnating?

I wish I could take a magical certainty pill. I guess that's the attraction of games. They give you limited options so you basically always know what you should be doing.

The guy I had to talk to today just couldn't figure out why I spent forty five minutes talking about classes and exams when he asked me about my life. He also couldn't seem to grasp why I was so concerned with my financial future. I guess he was expecting something along the lines of 'This is my plan for having a penis inside of me and later also babies' or something along those lines.

School. Work. Making something of my life. Achieving something tangible. Securing my future. These are not odd goals for a woman of almost twenty eight.
lea_hazel: Typewriter (Basic: Writing)
Sleep less than four hours a night. Take an afternoon nap. Wake up, research insomnia, stumble on an idea that makes you want to turn your disordered sleep into an urban fantasy plot.

My last bout of insomnia this bad and this persistent was almost exactly a decade ago.
lea_hazel: The Little Mermaid (Default)
I'm wondering if the fact that my brain is a mess lately, and the fact that I feel like I'm finally making progress, might be connected to each other.


Jul. 2nd, 2012 11:08 pm
lea_hazel: Kermit: OMG YAY *flail* (Feel: OMGYAY)
I just want to note that tonight at the LGBT center I won my first game of Munchkin. \o/

Yesterday's test went not too great. I had to answer six questions and I think I answered five, one of them utter nonsense. Hoping for an 80 seems absurd. One awful thing about this test: we had no exercises to hand in during the semester, no quizzes, and there were no practice questions for us to solve before the exam. Not ideal conditions, to say the least. Makes it hard to gap the bridge between what you know and what the lecturer is asking.

My next exam is in a week plus, and it's a lot less pressure. After that, though, all bets are off. Three hard exams in a short time period, one of which I will almost certainly need to take twice. D: For now, though, I'm decompressing.
lea_hazel: Typewriter (Basic: Writing)
What is even with me suddenly writing poetry in the middle of exam season?

Ordinarily I'd be thrilled to be suddenly inspired, since usually poetry for me is like pulling teeth. But, the timing is so inappropriate. I keep having gross feelings all over everything, and this is neither the time nor the place. Okay, maybe it's the place, but definitely not the time.

lea_hazel: I am surrounded by tiny red hearts (Feel: Love)
I used to think I hated sentimental love songs bu hey, it turns out that part of my brain is just written in Hebrew or something. Here, have a sentimental love song:

lea_hazel: A frowning white theater mask (Feel: Sad Face :()
Danger, danger, emergency palette cleanser alert.


May. 15th, 2012 09:30 am
lea_hazel: A frowning white theater mask (Feel: Sad Face :()
When I was in the army, I got tested for the national bone marrow registry. I got a call from them yesterday and found out I was still in it, and that I was a partial match for someone who needs a donation. I was supposed to go in this morning and get a tissue test at the medical school. You can't understand how or why I was so excited by this, I know it seems strange. But, this was somehow the best news I'd gotten in five years.

Of course it immediately occurred to me to go online and check to make sure that there's nothing preventing me from donating. How awkward would it be to make someone sick with your marrow? Of course I was on my way to class so of course I forgot, and of course I only checked this morning. I checked their website and then called the tissue lab to make sure, but psoriatic arthritis is definitely on the list. On the bright side, I learned the Hebrew name of psoriasis.

Anyway, I have plenty of chores to do this morning, so whatever.
lea_hazel: The outlook is somewhat dismal (Feel: Crash and Burn)
List of fandoms I have neglected since I became obsessed with Dragon Age Origins, eleven days ago: Homestuck, Korra, Community.

List of more important, real-lifey things I have neglected: sweet mother of noodle, I don't even want to think about it.

List of stuff I'm going to do today, or perish in the attempt: HAHAHAHAHA *weeps*

My ability to remember what I was thinking about just minutes ago when I was standing in a different room, contemplating my to-do list: basically none. Level of comfort from knowing the cognitive mechanism that stands behind this bullfuckery: 0.001%.

In order to succeed in being productive today, I'm going to purge my system of all weirdness temporarily, by writing a post about Grey Warden characterization choices.

My Grey Warden is a Brosca. )
lea_hazel: A frowning white theater mask (Feel: Sad Face :()
I was planning to write today for a change but I've been having One of Those Days and so I'm going to drown myself in Sims until I'm numb to everything except pixel kids playing chess and going to art school.
lea_hazel: A frowning white theater mask (Feel: Sad Face :()
Yesterday (Sunday) after a long weekend of increasingly difficult breathing, I hauled ass to the emergency medical center. I saw a nurse and a doctor, got ventolin inhalation that made me shakey, and got a chest x-ray that showed no spots. By tonight (Monday) the inhalation has pretty much worn off, although I'm not quite as badly off as I was on Saturday, for example. Anyway, I only need to make it through tomorrow and then on Wednesday morning I get to convince an allergy doctor to prescribe me something that will let me sleep at night and function during the day.

I've been watching TV and reading Narnia fanfic and rewriting the DC universe in my head. Good times. Not that I won't be unbelievably grateful when I don't get tired just from standing, and can do things like go to the supermarket, cook a decent meal (something better than mac & cheese), go out with friends or, heaven forbid, get back on track with the Pilates. I've also (sadly) been too tired to write, which leaves me way behind on my writing goals. At least my schedule for the next semester is pretty much set, although I do have to figure out the research project oh noes.

My rib muscles hurt from coughing a bunch.
lea_hazel: Don't make me look up from my book (Basic: Reading)
After attending Dragon*Con I'm pretty sure TBBT is underselling the dedication of the common American nerd. Nontheless I'm watching the new season because the last one ended on a drunken sex morning after cliffhanger.

Spoilers if you care )
lea_hazel: The outlook is somewhat dismal (Feel: Crash and Burn)
I've been sick since I got back from Atlanta. I'd had the usual allergic post-nasal drip, and then towards the end of our stay it abruptly clouded and I woke up one night with a fever. I went to the doctor and got some antibiotics, because he was worried about me wheezing and how it could turn into bronchitis.

I thought I was feeling better but now suddenly I have chills and a violent cough.

The good news is, Lost Girl is back! :D

one day

Aug. 25th, 2011 08:39 pm
lea_hazel: The outlook is somewhat dismal (Feel: Crash and Burn)
one day i will get out of pilates and not feel sore and exhausted enough to catch a cab and crawl home with my tail between my legs.

and i had planned to visit the housing protest encampment in the rose garden, tonight. what was i thinking.

Heat Wave

Jul. 13th, 2011 06:35 pm
lea_hazel: A frowning white theater mask (Feel: Sad Face :()
There's a heat wave. According to the forecast numbers, it's high, but not astronomically so (30-31 ish?) but for some reason the weather feels brutal. Despite my apartment being half-buried and thus cooler than most, I've had cause to put on my air fan.

Today I did everything right. I stayed indoors during the worst hours, and when I headed out at 5 PM, the sun was low and the worst of the heat was supposed to be over. I put a bandanna and sunglasses on, and I walked in a measured pace, mostly in the shade. I was only out for an hour and a half or less. Yet now I'm completely wiped. Something that should be a painless stroll became a downright chore of a walk.

Not even halfway through July and this summer is already defeating me. Well, screw that. I may not have found the furniture store that I was looking for, but I got peaches, apricots, cucumbers and orange peppers. And candy. I think until it chills a little I just won't go out for longer than ten minutes until after 8 PM (the big drop in temperature is between 8 and 9).


Jul. 4th, 2011 12:01 pm
lea_hazel: The outlook is somewhat dismal (Feel: Crash and Burn)
I have an exam in two days and my back starts acting up whenever I move too funny. I have no idea why, but it's making it really hard to study. It eased up when I was in a shower, but eventually I have to get out from under the hot water, you know?
lea_hazel: Kermit: OMG YAY *flail* (Feel: OMGYAY)
My capacity to lose things, it is pretty much infinite. I lose/break watches with particular severity, especially considering I can only really tolerate a watch if I wear it on a string around my neck. This is because my skin is ludicrously sensitive to just about everything, including most of the middle part of the periodic table.

This makes things complicated, because necklace watches are hard to come by, and necklace watches with decent mechanisms triply so. For a while I was ordering cute Hong Kong made watches off e-Bay. They looked adorable (I had a ladybug, and then an owl) but their durability matched their price. Most of the time my cellphone suffices for time-telling needs, whenever I happen to drag myself away from the computer, that is. Of course, during exams my cell if on silent and in my bag, and I desperately need good time management.

So, I went back to trusty e-Bay. I was going to buy one of the cute watches with the dubious innards and have it gutted by the local watchmaker and replaced with a more effective Japanese mechanism (his idea, via being introduced to him by my father). Instead I found a bargain on a lot of eight proper, honest-to-Florence-Nightingale nurse's watches. Now I have eight multi-colored watches on my desk and I'm debating which eye-smarting color I should wear.

The options (for eternal record): Black (yawn), yellow (a bit much maybe), bright blue, light tealish blue, green, violet (quite bright!), pastel pink, and OMGWTFBBQ eye-smarting hot pink of Barbie and Ken's nightmares. I think I'll save that last one for special occasions.
lea_hazel: The Little Mermaid (Health: Sleep)
Let's play a round of 'Oh yes! Oh no!' shall we?

Oh no! Where in the hell did June go? How is it July? Why does time always run away from me?

Oh yes! How am I so lucky that I got not one but two awesome [community profile] junetide gift stories, one of them based on (frankly) my favorite original prompt, and the other on a last minute treat prompt? So lucky!

Oh no! My final grade in experimental psychology is 71, and it's mainly because I didn't have a test booklet to draft my answers, and I got lazy. I am afraid that retaking the test in July might involve a lot of work and actually lower my grade.

Oh yes! The epic Homestuck fic I'm writing on the kink meme is gaining a readership of more than the original prompter!

Oh no! My allergies are delicately and persistently chipping away at my sleep and I don't know why. :(

Oh yes! Yesterday I dedicated the whole day to doing nothing even remotely related to exams. \o/

A bonus question: Has anyone done an edit of PHD comics with Twilight Sparkle and Princess Celestia, and if not, why not? PHD comics should be to MLP:FIM what Kate Beaton is to Homestuck.


lea_hazel: The Little Mermaid (Default)

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