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breezeshadow) wrote2011-11-14 11:26 am
breezeshadow) wrote2011-11-14 11:26 am
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In Which I Prove I Can Ramble
Guys can I just say.
Indoor humidity and temperature monitors would match my OCD lifestyle SO WELL.
Because then not only would I have a thermometer to check my OWN temperature, and a pulse oximeter to check my PULSE, but then I could compare the former with HOW IT FEELS IN MY ROOM, and be able to say for sure whether I have a reason to feel so damn cold/dry/insane.
The only problem is that I've settled so deeply into my "Money cannot be spent" cycle that I look at spending like $10 on one of these and go "Oh man. That is much too expensive." I could spend those $10 on PARKING, guys. Or FOOD. I was mad at myself this past week because I withdrew $100 from my savings. It's the first time I've withdrawn money from there except to pay rent since, uh, roughly September I think? CLEARLY THIS IS A SIGN I WILL RUN OUT OF FUNDS.
Also I've become a couponholic. In stores you will occasionally find me sitting on the floor in an aisle, off to the side, ripping coupons by hand to sort which ones I am using versus which ones are clearly rip-offs (Target SUCKS at coupon making) or just aren't going to be used that day. I likely look ridiculous but hey, I once managed to buy a pound of pasta and a pound of sauce for $1 so it's totally worth it.
It helps that Wegmans does stuff like "You want pasta? $0.79 for Ziti. You want brown rice? $0.99 for a pound. Canned tomatoes? $0.99 per can." I spent not even $30 at Wegmans last time I went while still getting wacky things like udon noodles, peppermint chocolate soy milk, and fresh kale.
Now if I could just stop spending so much on parking and random food items OUTSIDE of groceries, I'd be golden.
In other news: school is going absurdly well, actually. I'm not in danger of failing a single one of my classes as far as I know, and I think my research advisor is at least not disillusioned with me. People seem to think I'm being insane by doing research, four grad-level classes, and working 10-15hrs/week, and while I am pretty tired, I don't think I'm doing anything superhero-esque. Do wish I had more time to write and read, though.
One thing going not so well is birth control. My body hates it. Completely and utterly despises it. I'm calling PP tomorrow to discuss some of the symptoms I've gotten, and even though I said I wouldn't, I took the first pill of the next set of the 7/7/7 today. So you know. Hopefully my heart doesn't give out. New problem? Red welts on my left arm. Great. I may be allergic to birth control. (We're keeping me on it for now because almost none of these "side effects" make any sense.)
In other news, because I got distracted writing this yesterday so let's see if I can finish it up today: Weird dreams! My brain seems to be back to itself.
Friday night I dreamed I was a prisoner in a castle and was trying to find the ability to fly out of the window and to safety. There was weirder shit than that, like the castle being laid out like my high school, but sadly I can't remember a lot of it now.
Saturday night I dreamed I was trying to get to work but kept being delayed by things like my mother entering the bathroom and trying to talk to me while I was in the shower (privacy, mom, jeez), and then suddenly me LARPing with people in this odd building, again laid out like my high school, with a lot of us centered around this auditorium. I don't know.
And last night I dreamed my boyfriend was working at the dining hall with us and we were holding some special event that centered around letting people into this castle thing (what is it with my brain and castles lately?), but then when I would try to sit with the BF he would somehow get his seat in some difficult-to-reach place that was surrounded by tons of people and I just couldn't squeeze through. So then I was basically following him around as he was trying to return somewhere but we ended up in a bathroom, in which bathroom things happened, and then suddenly we were on the bridge.
The bridge in real life separates North campus from the ag quad, but in my dream it separated the real world from like, freakin' Narnia or something. It was snowy but the waterfall wasn't frozen, and I was on the bridge while BF talked to... Someone? I don't know but he turned around and I was TERRIFIED to be on the bridge but he didn't seem to notice until I didn't follow him. Then he turned around and I scampered after him.
No joke, I was starting to clamber around on all fours. At one point as I was walking with BF and possibly Nate and/or Neil, I went "Okay let's see if I can walk like a normal human." And I tried, but I staggered and failed so I went back to all fours and said "I'm too tall to walk upright!"
.... What?
So I just walked around like a dog and eventually we were eating at the dining hall or something and I woke up.
Brain, you make no sense.
Time to go to lab.
Tschuess.
Indoor humidity and temperature monitors would match my OCD lifestyle SO WELL.
Because then not only would I have a thermometer to check my OWN temperature, and a pulse oximeter to check my PULSE, but then I could compare the former with HOW IT FEELS IN MY ROOM, and be able to say for sure whether I have a reason to feel so damn cold/dry/insane.
The only problem is that I've settled so deeply into my "Money cannot be spent" cycle that I look at spending like $10 on one of these and go "Oh man. That is much too expensive." I could spend those $10 on PARKING, guys. Or FOOD. I was mad at myself this past week because I withdrew $100 from my savings. It's the first time I've withdrawn money from there except to pay rent since, uh, roughly September I think? CLEARLY THIS IS A SIGN I WILL RUN OUT OF FUNDS.
Also I've become a couponholic. In stores you will occasionally find me sitting on the floor in an aisle, off to the side, ripping coupons by hand to sort which ones I am using versus which ones are clearly rip-offs (Target SUCKS at coupon making) or just aren't going to be used that day. I likely look ridiculous but hey, I once managed to buy a pound of pasta and a pound of sauce for $1 so it's totally worth it.
It helps that Wegmans does stuff like "You want pasta? $0.79 for Ziti. You want brown rice? $0.99 for a pound. Canned tomatoes? $0.99 per can." I spent not even $30 at Wegmans last time I went while still getting wacky things like udon noodles, peppermint chocolate soy milk, and fresh kale.
Now if I could just stop spending so much on parking and random food items OUTSIDE of groceries, I'd be golden.
In other news: school is going absurdly well, actually. I'm not in danger of failing a single one of my classes as far as I know, and I think my research advisor is at least not disillusioned with me. People seem to think I'm being insane by doing research, four grad-level classes, and working 10-15hrs/week, and while I am pretty tired, I don't think I'm doing anything superhero-esque. Do wish I had more time to write and read, though.
One thing going not so well is birth control. My body hates it. Completely and utterly despises it. I'm calling PP tomorrow to discuss some of the symptoms I've gotten, and even though I said I wouldn't, I took the first pill of the next set of the 7/7/7 today. So you know. Hopefully my heart doesn't give out. New problem? Red welts on my left arm. Great. I may be allergic to birth control. (We're keeping me on it for now because almost none of these "side effects" make any sense.)
In other news, because I got distracted writing this yesterday so let's see if I can finish it up today: Weird dreams! My brain seems to be back to itself.
Friday night I dreamed I was a prisoner in a castle and was trying to find the ability to fly out of the window and to safety. There was weirder shit than that, like the castle being laid out like my high school, but sadly I can't remember a lot of it now.
Saturday night I dreamed I was trying to get to work but kept being delayed by things like my mother entering the bathroom and trying to talk to me while I was in the shower (privacy, mom, jeez), and then suddenly me LARPing with people in this odd building, again laid out like my high school, with a lot of us centered around this auditorium. I don't know.
And last night I dreamed my boyfriend was working at the dining hall with us and we were holding some special event that centered around letting people into this castle thing (what is it with my brain and castles lately?), but then when I would try to sit with the BF he would somehow get his seat in some difficult-to-reach place that was surrounded by tons of people and I just couldn't squeeze through. So then I was basically following him around as he was trying to return somewhere but we ended up in a bathroom, in which bathroom things happened, and then suddenly we were on the bridge.
The bridge in real life separates North campus from the ag quad, but in my dream it separated the real world from like, freakin' Narnia or something. It was snowy but the waterfall wasn't frozen, and I was on the bridge while BF talked to... Someone? I don't know but he turned around and I was TERRIFIED to be on the bridge but he didn't seem to notice until I didn't follow him. Then he turned around and I scampered after him.
No joke, I was starting to clamber around on all fours. At one point as I was walking with BF and possibly Nate and/or Neil, I went "Okay let's see if I can walk like a normal human." And I tried, but I staggered and failed so I went back to all fours and said "I'm too tall to walk upright!"
.... What?
So I just walked around like a dog and eventually we were eating at the dining hall or something and I woke up.
Brain, you make no sense.
Time to go to lab.
Tschuess.