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rivendellroseAfter temporarily forgetting that this thing exists, I seem to have discovered a new purpose for it: Whining about things that I don't particularly want to deal with around everyone who reads my LJ!
In other words - I apologize, people of Dreamwidth. Right now, you are my dumping ground. I mean this in the nicest possible way. But still.
So. My grandfather is very sick, I've been having Fun Health Issues of the female variety, which continue appearing and disappearing and causing charming amounts of tests, all of which turn up oh-so-endearingly void of things that they can treat me for, leading to me having treatments for... other things, possibly, or just for "GP doesn't know what the hell to do with me and so prescribed something that might do something," which then... maybe worked? Who the hell knows? Anyway. Between these two things, I have been ever so slightly stressed lately, and have been having excessively awkward dreams that appear to be my subconscious coping with everything. Which... is awkward.
But I saw Chicago live at the Paramount last night, and it was very good. And I do not have class tomorrow, although I do have a family thing and a final project to do for my exhibits class. Which I have procrastinated on rather impressively. And will probably continue to do until Sunday, honestly, because... I just don't have the wherewithal to work on it tonight.
I do have the wherewithal to wish I had some good fanfiction to read, though. And to at least think about getting up and starting the stir-fry for dinner.
In other words - I apologize, people of Dreamwidth. Right now, you are my dumping ground. I mean this in the nicest possible way. But still.
So. My grandfather is very sick, I've been having Fun Health Issues of the female variety, which continue appearing and disappearing and causing charming amounts of tests, all of which turn up oh-so-endearingly void of things that they can treat me for, leading to me having treatments for... other things, possibly, or just for "GP doesn't know what the hell to do with me and so prescribed something that might do something," which then... maybe worked? Who the hell knows? Anyway. Between these two things, I have been ever so slightly stressed lately, and have been having excessively awkward dreams that appear to be my subconscious coping with everything. Which... is awkward.
But I saw Chicago live at the Paramount last night, and it was very good. And I do not have class tomorrow, although I do have a family thing and a final project to do for my exhibits class. Which I have procrastinated on rather impressively. And will probably continue to do until Sunday, honestly, because... I just don't have the wherewithal to work on it tonight.
I do have the wherewithal to wish I had some good fanfiction to read, though. And to at least think about getting up and starting the stir-fry for dinner.
