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Chocolate coma

I'm hereby reporting back.

Just got home two hours ago, after another 24-hour journey, and subsequently tired out of my mind. I also have class in 8.5 hours - the actual update will have to wait till tomorrow or so. The trip was uneventful, though I've barely eaten anything but chocolate and airline junk for a day: The diabetic in me has figuratively barricaded herself on the roof and is throwing down mud in my face.

Before I go to bed, I'd just like to state that the boyfriend is amazing and wonderful and brilliant and sweet. I feel incredibly happy, proud and disgustingly lovey-dovey. That is all =)
posted by Godiva at 2:58 PM

 

Rah, Rah, Rasput---

Scythe just insisted I throw in that reference - he got the damn song stuck in my head. Much wub nevertheless! <3

In less than two hours I'll be setting out on a 28-odd hour trip to the other side of the world to see one of the few men in the world who could possibly be worth such a journey. I'm giggly, excited and happy - and only slightly bothered by the fact that I will be out of bed for 48 hours or so by the time I arrive. Yes, I am perfectly happy with what I'm doing here, and yes, it is worth every minute of it, thank you. =D

The small things

Yesterday my boss officially stated for the first time that he does intend to offer me a job when I finish school. While it's been insinuated often, it is certainly good to hear it in so many words from the CEO. And I've been working like crazy for the past few weeks, so it feels even better to know that the boss is aware that I'm doing a fantastic job there. ;)

All families are psychotic

This weekend was spent with the family, visiting my 92-year-old grandmother, hanging out with my brother and his wife, and finally having the customary birthday bash under full attendance of four difficult couples and two high-maintenance children. I love every one of them dearly, but I become more convinced each time that family get-togethers are best had in groups of no more than five or six people. It's been three days and my head is still spinning.

As has often been the case, I feel like babbl^H^H^H^H^Hwriting a lot more, but I need to get my ass in gear and get ready to leave. Updates from that big old other place are coming up :D

posted by Godiva at 6:00 PM

 

Owwww.

I am now officially sick.

Don't ask me how - haven't had a damn cold all winter, but right now it feels like the front half of my head is about to fall off. I am not a happy Godiva.

Of course, Sheila once again seems to be well on her way to full-on failure. She now reboots spontaneously when I close Opera; I figured it might be faulty RAM, but then of course I can't run Memtest86 because, hooray, my floppy drive is currently not being detected. Winnar! It's time for some very serious troubleshooting with the geeks.

My brother made a friendly phone call to my student aid officer for me today which resulted in a promise to sort out the matter of my still-inactive health insurance till Monday. Yes, those are the same folks who have been unable to take care of that matter since December. Ahh, the miracles of authority. So funny how those things work.

posted by Godiva at 3:04 PM

 

Far too short to carry weight

I'm 24.

I've been feeling a bit sick in several ways (all health-related, not drnka, thank you), but I'm doing pretty well in several other respects this week. As far as university is concerned, I finished my psych testing yesterday with some 170-odd subjects, which is pretty darn excellent. The class I was talking about in the "Things that make you go 'hmm'" update started yesterday and is looking surprisingly good; the topic may not be all that relevant to my own focus, but it certainly looks as though I'm going to learn a lot there. And today also marked my official last day as a TA for a class that was often less than inspiring - while I really enjoy the teaching and community aspects of the job, I can't say I'm extremely sorry this particular class is over with.

In entirely unrelated news, I guess I bought myself the coolest b-day gift once again: I'm flying out to see the boyfriend for spring break at the end of next week. I've been in a state of silly giggles half the time since Monday, and I'm afraid that's only going to get worse over the next few days - I'm actually leaving a week from now, early Thursday morning. We might also get a chance to hang out with a good friend whom I'm currently talking into driving down some 300 miles to see us. Come on sweets, you know you want to :D All right, enough of the shameless plugs, but I am feeling stupidly excited and happy and all that good stuff. Can you believe there's actually someone so amazing, I almost look forward to spending 24 hours or more in cramped, smelly, paranoia-laden transit just to see him for a few days? Well, there ya go.

Now, it's almost time for me to cut out the mush, but not quite yet. ;) My friends and family have been entirely too loving recently; this deserves mention. A British friend totally threw me for a loop this week and actually sent me Thorntons choccies for mah birthday - I literally squealed for ten minutes straight. My best friend pretty much dropped everything to drive out to my hometown to cheer me up last week. And tonight my oldest brother listened to me rant (about my student aid folks being unnecessarily difficult with things they should have taken care of months ago) and audibly switched into lawyer mode, "Fax me the phone number and some details tomorrow. I'm going to talk to those guys." Anyway, just a few random examples, but I do want to note semi-publicly that the people around me kick infinitely more ass than I often give them credit for.

posted by Godiva at 4:06 PM

 

Someone as screwed up as you

This is yet another fairly random update, and not all that much of a negative one, I think. The title's from a Lambretta song I've got stuck in my head. (Yes, I am embarrassed, thank you.)

Today once again illustrated a fairly odd thing: I'm a natural when it comes to caring for the sick. Whenever someone around me - friends, coworkers, my boss - picks up the flu or a freak injury, I turn out administering tea, hugs and walking support. And this isn't a complaint either; I am perfectly comfortable in that role, to the point where it would require active self-restraint to avoid falling into it. Hell, I wish I was equally good at relieving people's mental anguish; I might make a decent therapist after all.

But that was just an aside. A friend introduced me to the music of Evanescence today, and they kick major bootay. The band, that is; my friend, much more so. She's great and sweet and wonderful and deserves more love than any human should be reasonably capable off. There, it had to be said once and for all. =D

Tomorrow I get to do one of my favorite things of all, that is, spend the day with my brother. And go to the opera. I still haven't quite decided what to wear. :o

posted by Godiva at 3:42 PM

 

Things that make you go "hmmm..."

1. You spend years watching your best friend chainsmoke, with all the associated joys of passive smoking and unpleasant smells. One day she decides to quit and henceforth spends her time complaining to you about how much her clothes stink after lunch in a moderately smoky restaurant.

2. You receive a severe guilt trippin' from your sister for not e-mailing her frequently enough last week, so you set about e-mailing her every day religiously this week. Sure enough, you get no response for two days; then you receive an e-mail from her complaining about your choice of punctuation, and the fact that you write about university.

3. With nearly complete credits, you register for your two remaining classes as a psych major, where students are assigned to professors according to their preferences and the number of credits they already have. You get assigned to your eighth (and last) preference.

I'm no longer interested in ranting or being angry at anything or anyone this week. I just observe an increasingly crazy seeming world with a chuckle, and wonder. =)

posted by Godiva at 11:14 AM

 

Keep on pretendin'

Today I inadvertently got to hold a lesson with a high school class for the first time in a long time. One minute I was submitting 12th graders to psychometrics, and the next I was giving them a semi-formal presentation of my research. It was oddly fun; I still never want to be a teacher.

Oh, and Sheila ran 3DMark 01 for seven hours or so without crashing for the first time today. I suppose those two were the freak highlights in a day that couldn't have sucked more if it tried. This evening my father called after several weeks from yet another vacation and charmingly remarked that he'd been planning to call my oldest brother, "but your number showed up in the list and I figured I might as well call you too." And hey, it kinda brightened the day. :P
posted by Godiva at 1:49 PM

 

Fierce creatures

This week has been stupidly overshadowed by a late-night viewing of Ringu I and II last Sunday. Yes, I'm easily scared. Yes, Japanese horror has been known to be Bad For Me. But I certainly had difficulty going to sleep for the first half of this week :o So yeah, they're pretty cool as horror movies go, and I can only recommend them to the reader. Just don't come complaining to me the next time you almost have a heart attack because someone put an unexpected bright red bag o' spam on the outside of your apartment door.

Facing the enemy

Thursday night I made the acquaintance of my friend Ina's three-week-old baby boy. He's stunningly cute as babies go. He's also got one of my best friends turned into what seems at times like a glorified dairy cow, and yes, I know that's not PC by any definition and I'll get all the usual ruffled feathers and patronizing "You'll understand when you're older" lines for saying so (though the statement originally came from her, not me). My previous statement stands: Ugh. I know it's the most wonderful, most fulfilling experience in some people's lives, yet here I am having to do my best not to be visibly grossed out and put off half the time. And what's worse, I can somewhat understand - if not emulate - the appeal of having a baby, but even the thought experiment blows up the lab somewhere around the toddler stage for me, so to speak. I love my friends dearly, but I'm not sure how well I'll do a few years down the line when it comes to loving their three-year-old sons.

And as for everything else...

I miss the boyfriend.

I was going to write a ton of other stuff here, but finally reading She Hates My Futon as per his recommendation tonight, as well as a bunch of little remarks and discussions with various people on IRC today just drove home the fact that, yes indeed, I miss the guy like all hell. I think I've been getting pretty good at not showing it, maybe even feeling it at times. But then sometimes... sometimes being cool and self-sufficient and understanding just sucks in a big way.

Time to try for sleep, I suppose.

posted by Godiva at 7:16 PM