rivendellrose: (easy my ass)
I have no idea how, but in the course of my normal day yesterday... I apparently managed to tweak the tops of both my thighs so badly that today they keep petrifying into stiff, painful rocks every time I sit down for more than, say, ten minutes. Which, since I'm at work at my lovely office job, is all the time.

Meaning that every time I get up to get tea or something, I look like freaking Frankenstein's monster for a few minutes stretch out my quads again so that I can function like a normal human being. This cannot possibly be a normal part of being 28, right?

Srsly, wtf? I know I'm not as active as I was in college, but I go to the gym a few times a week, eat well, and am still in pretty good shape. How the hell did I manage to injure myself like this while doing absolutely nothing unusual?!

We were supposed to go to the gym tonight, but I kind of don't want to make it any worse... whatever it is. Can't decide whether it's better to really work it out, or just go home and curl up in the bathtub for a nice soak or something. Advice? I'm not used to randomly... pulling muscles or whatever in the course of daily life, I don't know how to handle it!
rivendellrose: (Default)
I got my hair cut and highlighted yesterday before the party - kind of a spur of the moment thing, as The Boy and I were hanging around Bell Square prior to the party and had a lot of time to kill. He's been wanting a haircut for a while, so he suggested he might get that done, and I thought "well, heck, it's been a long time since I've had mine done, too..."

The good news is it's a great cut and color, and the styling job the guy did on it looked really good last night. The bad news is that today it looks a bit fuzzy and weird because I slept on it and it had hairspray and all - I'm sure it'll be fine once I wash it this evening (or maybe tomorrow morning, hmm...), but right now it looks a bit weird. The color's really nice, though - highlights just a shade or so lighter than my natural color, and just a teensy bit warmer, so it's actually blonde for a change rather than mousy-dishwater. I shall post picture(s) as soon as either The Boy or I manage to find our cameras and/or charge my phone. Just don't judge my skin right now, because something the guy sprayed on my hair disagreed with my skin, it seems, and I had a little breakout just below my hairline (joy). Must go put something on it to try to make it go away. I hate having super-sensitive skin. :P

Party last night was awesome, though The Boy and I both managed to lose our voices last night. Lots of fun, lots of hanging out with friends and talking and drinking and sushi, so that was wonderful. ♥

Oh, and the DMV wasn't a big deal, though it did take several hours. I should have my new license (with a new and equally horrifying ID photo) by the end of the week.

Now, trying to get some of the Halloween fics written.
rivendellrose: (feeling blue)
Man, I feel like crap today. Not in a "sick" kind of way, just in a "dear god, get me out of here" kind of way. I felt great all weekend, and then last night my uterus attacked me and left me feeling faintly miserable, and then unable to fall asleep, and, consequently, totally assed this morning when I got up. Work's been one tedious long stupid thing after another, and I can't even go to the gym tonight because they're closed for yearly maintenance this week. Woo!

I was happy yesterday, damn it. My quietly awesome weekend, and how it does not at all fit with all the stupid stuff that I'm annoyed with right now. )

I'm going to go take more pills, make some tea, wish people would actually answer the voice-mails I leave them requesting important information on their stupid tasks, and then eat the Snickers bar I bought myself to go along with my lunch, because, damn it, short of "going home," "screaming at everyone to leave me alone," and "bursting into pointless, stupid, frustrated tears," chocolate seems to be the only available answer at the moment. And now I only have four minutes left of my lunch. ARGH.
rivendellrose: (Gwen lost her blowfish)
I've taken pills, chocolate, antacid, and mint tea, and I still feel like shit. I even tried to convince my cat to go to work in my place. He was unimpressed.

If it were up to me, the Nobel prize in medicine would go to the first person to figure out how to completely turn off the uterus and all associated accoutrements when it's not needed/wanted. Seriously. I might want the damned thing in the future at some point, but I sure as hell don't want it right now, and it needs to bugger off so I can work. Or at least feel faintly functional.

Bleggggghhhhhhhhh.
rivendellrose: (Default)
I has new glasses. ♥ They are a slightly different style than my old ones and a much brighter/more golden brown, with a much more tortoise-shell sort of look to them, and gold and rhinestone flowers on the temples, because I wanted something girlier than my old ones. They're much more designer-y and, dear sweet gods, much easier to see out of. My old ones were getting way messed up. So yay.

I really ought to be either doing homework (bleeehhhhhhhhhh) or going to bed (double bleh). I suspect in reality I will poke at my writing for a little while. Or at least try to. I got visited by one of my characters in my dream last night, and while I don't remember much, I suspect it was a not-so-subtle indication that he's quite through with being ignored, thank you, and that I need to get back on track.

...There's absolutely nothing crazy about personifying the characters in one's head, as long as one doesn't think they actually act independently of one. Right? Of course right.

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