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jecca_mehlota) wrote2010-02-20 03:13 am
jecca_mehlota) wrote2010-02-20 03:13 am
haet february. and insomnia, actually.
Are we still here? Hmm... Seems so. My ankle has taken to making me seriously consider amputation again (this happened last year around this time, too - that was when it started getting really bad, it was acting up over a week before then). I really, really hope it gets better faster, because being woken up and having to hobble-dash to the kitchen for pain killers and an icepack is never a fun way to start the day.
That "Question of the Day" everyone's doing today/yesterday (about breaking off unhealthy friendships) has made me angst even more, because I'm still pretty raw from that. Angst angst angst.
For some bizarre reason or another, for the first time since I started at this store, my manager has put me in for a full day! On Sunday! So not only do I have to wake up early (ew) (and hopefully I don't have an ankle incident then), I then have to walk to work in the cold and potentially snow, work all day (several of those hours will be by myself), and then walk home (2.5 miles! BECAUSE BUSES DON'T RUN ON SUNDAYS) in the dark and the cold and, again, potentially snow.
On the positive side, a friend (no, not even my mother) may be bringing me cake after I get out of work. WE PARTY HARD. (Yay, cake.)
...I worry, as time goes on, that people will begin to suspect I hate February because of the whole GETTING OLDER thing, when really it's just that it's cold and grey and seasonal affective disorder needs to fall into a pit and rot and also I hate my ankle. I am aware that this is kind of a strange thing to worry obsessively about. (I also worry obsessively about how weird people must think I am that I talk about what I've done with my mother a lot. WE'RE CLOSE OKAY I don't know.)
So I went out and bought some cording for some projects, and because I was bored, I did something entirely other with the nylon stuff I bought. When my grandmother died, most of her stuff was... I dunno where it went. But the kids and the grandkids and the... other relatives, et cetera, got to go through most of it (eventually - I got to poke through some of her jewelry, anyway). She actually had a lot of really nice stuff, so it's too bad I don't really wear jewelry or have pierced ears or anything. But, I did take one thing, anyway, 'cause they're pretty. She had a pair of earrings that had changeable stones. They were all jade, which I've been fond of for... ever? No idea why. I took the darker green ovals (there were darker green, lighter green, and then mostly white ones). I turned one of them into a pendant-thing, for the heck of it. Better than leaving it sit around doing nothing? NOW IT'S SITTING AROUND DOING NOTHING ON SOME STRING yey.
MAN I WISH I COULD FALL ASLEEP. I'm going to be very sad when I have to get up after maybe three hours of sleep Sunday morning.
For the FFVIII people, here is a theory I haven't seen before: Squall dies at the end of disc 1. Interesting to read, anyway.
That "Question of the Day" everyone's doing today/yesterday (about breaking off unhealthy friendships) has made me angst even more, because I'm still pretty raw from that. Angst angst angst.
For some bizarre reason or another, for the first time since I started at this store, my manager has put me in for a full day! On Sunday! So not only do I have to wake up early (ew) (and hopefully I don't have an ankle incident then), I then have to walk to work in the cold and potentially snow, work all day (several of those hours will be by myself), and then walk home (2.5 miles! BECAUSE BUSES DON'T RUN ON SUNDAYS) in the dark and the cold and, again, potentially snow.
On the positive side, a friend (no, not even my mother) may be bringing me cake after I get out of work. WE PARTY HARD. (Yay, cake.)
...I worry, as time goes on, that people will begin to suspect I hate February because of the whole GETTING OLDER thing, when really it's just that it's cold and grey and seasonal affective disorder needs to fall into a pit and rot and also I hate my ankle. I am aware that this is kind of a strange thing to worry obsessively about. (I also worry obsessively about how weird people must think I am that I talk about what I've done with my mother a lot. WE'RE CLOSE OKAY I don't know.)
So I went out and bought some cording for some projects, and because I was bored, I did something entirely other with the nylon stuff I bought. When my grandmother died, most of her stuff was... I dunno where it went. But the kids and the grandkids and the... other relatives, et cetera, got to go through most of it (eventually - I got to poke through some of her jewelry, anyway). She actually had a lot of really nice stuff, so it's too bad I don't really wear jewelry or have pierced ears or anything. But, I did take one thing, anyway, 'cause they're pretty. She had a pair of earrings that had changeable stones. They were all jade, which I've been fond of for... ever? No idea why. I took the darker green ovals (there were darker green, lighter green, and then mostly white ones). I turned one of them into a pendant-thing, for the heck of it. Better than leaving it sit around doing nothing? NOW IT'S SITTING AROUND DOING NOTHING ON SOME STRING yey.
MAN I WISH I COULD FALL ASLEEP. I'm going to be very sad when I have to get up after maybe three hours of sleep Sunday morning.
For the FFVIII people, here is a theory I haven't seen before: Squall dies at the end of disc 1. Interesting to read, anyway.
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And O___O I'm still reading that Squall's dead thing.
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I don't entirely think it all fits, but it's still really... I don't know what, exactly, but now I kind of want to replay it again with that in mind, just to see how it'd go.
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