this is a story about a little man
I had a dental appointment today. I was like, sitting in a chair while the machines made grinding noises, then the next thing I knew, I sat there for another hour while the machines made noises! it was so exciting.
In other news, my health is a bit better than usual. I have cough syrup, I have halls, and the sandwich lady gave me about 4 times the proper ammount of ham, because she was low on vegetables. It was actually way too salty ham, but I love her for trying.
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yeah, so hammy sandwiches and clean teeth. eyep, that's one dee-amn exciting life. I can just imagine sitting around the fireplace a century from now, telling my army of clone-children about this day, before we go outside to brave the cold and dinosaur-infested hell that will be the future.
I'm not old enough for nostalgia, but I am old enough that I can think back to a time when brian adams was popular with the young folks. wow. on the same sunny day I'm remembering, my neighbour had a green day shirt on. I'm not sure if it was for the band or the annual occasion celebrating the ecosphere.
I'm very, very ill. I spend about 20 of the 24 hours of yesterday in bed, under blankets, alternating between shivering heavily and sweating heavily, and between clothed including a sweater and naked, in a failed attempt to counteract my fever.
I feel better today, but I'm still constantly blowing my nose and hacking, and my sore throat still hurts. that swallowing icecubes idea of jasmines is surprisingly effective.
in other news, andrew, I doubt I'll be up to any drinking this weekend. I'm all for listening to eric clapton while in the hot tub, but booze isn't good for someone this sick.
and are there any cures for having no immune system? aside from being heavily drugged 24/7, I mean? because that'd be nifty.
on the topic of my life at large: university is going well, finances are poor but not desperate (jasmine, good luck), and love life is fantastic, as one person relationships go. my multiple personalities find each other strangely attractive.
good luck with your lives, everyone. see you in tuscany some day.
today, I heard a bluegrass metallica cover. mmm yeah.
I did:
4x(
30 situps
20 reverse situps
10 bar-lifting-standing-thing
20 benchpresses
)
2x(
20 minutes on treadmill
)
in other news, everything is wonderful. everyone is happy, I'm finally getting driving lessons, and my future looks promising.
I love me so much. and I got another A midterm. fuck yeah! I'm not gonna die a nanaimo fast food worker at 30!
I didn't get credit for my second semester physics course or matrix algebra at uvic. other than that, everything is rosy and wonderful.
freedom from school is so sweet. I've been doing mostly math for so long, I'm not even sure what one does when there isn't a test in the next couple of days.
I'm listening to amos lee. so peaceful. peaceful, like squishing dennis into submission with my thumb.
have you ever had one of those days, when nothing really seems important, when it seems like there's nothing to do even if there is? I'm having one of those days. I kinda wish I had a pot of tea, but otherwise, my day is one XXL-size void. I may find a nice patch of sun to have a nap in later. I have a lot of these days.
heart news: yes, I have a murmor. I'll get a sonograph in about 3 months, to check if it's anything important. also, doctors playing with liquid nitrogen is neat.
I've got a midterm tomorrow, calculus, 2:30. that's the only thing I've got due until after reading break. speaking of which, I intend to get my N during reading break. wish me luck.
Oh, and I also have a group interview at home depot at 1-3 on thursday. I'll have to miss all but the first 45 minutes to do my calculus midterm. I hope that's enough.
I like people.
add-on: oh yeah, and for exercise yesterday, I just walked to rutherford mall. it'll do, since it was an occasion. fun valentines day.
hello rupert
I did 40 minutes on the treadmill, benchpressed 3x20lbs, 5x25lbs, 2x30lbs, and did 5x20 situps, and 20 reverse situps. I am slowly improving. that's lovely.
in other news, I've applied for three jobs, had two cups of tea, and skipped one engineering mechanics class, not getting my test back. I wonder how I did, besides fantastic.
That is all. what a boring day I've had. Anyone have anything better?
last night, I biked home from jasmines. i think that counts as one nights cardio, so I skipped exercise that night. tonight, I did two 20 minute programmed runs on the treadmill, 6x20 (bar with weights)-lifting things, and 6x20 of a new, effective ass-muscle exercise I have found. it involves holding the bar with weights for leverage while raising my straightened legs as far as I can up in the air, with back or butt on the seat. good news: my legs have better muscle definition, my arms have slightly better definition, and while my belly is still globular, I can feel 2 more abs underneath the flab. I am improving!
in other news, I located another music cd I lost a long time ago, and the tunes on it are among the rocking-est of all the cds I've lost. need to remember to burn a few cds at school...
I love that kind of music where there are some stoners playing bongo drums in the background, and some girl singing senseless tunes that she thinks are, like, far out man.
oh, and jasmine, you need to work on your stoner talk. it's nice, but it could be so much more. I'm listening to some black and white-ages french girl singing. she is singing about something in paris, and it is old-fashioned.
'peace in our time bro', an inspiring man once said to me. I pass that on to you.
I have been conditionally accepted into uvic, pending my getting 4.5/9 gpa. This is wonderful news, since it means I'm one step closer to not commiting suicide at 39 due to a wasted life of janitorial work. booyah!
for reference, I assume that's the same as a 5/10 mala gpa. I got 7.18 last semester.
I've been reading very thought-provoking femslash. Yes, yes it was. Also, I am pretty sure I got 100% on my matrix algebra midterm. hurrah. also, I think I have A's on everything else, which is swell.
I don't know what I want, but I want it badly. Oh wait, I know what I want. the point is, I want it badly.
finally, hurray for every one who has a life immediatly more satisfying than my own.
I woke up. I laid in bed. I ran out the door, caught the bus, and got to school. a bowl of oatmeal, and my morning math class had begun. while I ate, lev explained various mathamatical things, which only I understood properly. marvelous, as usual. I then left math class, and went to the library. I read a book, about tai chi, and practiced my slackjawed cosmic tai chi form for a few minutes. It was glorious, what with the cosmic energy flowing through me like a torrent of burrito and oatmeal. Also, apple and banana and yogurt. fantastic!
I went for a walk around malaspina today, maybe an hour of exercise, and when I was home I ran on the treadmill for 25 minutes. also, I did 20 situps, 20 reverse situps, and 20 dips. I am slowly improving.
the highlights of my day included tea time, a cracker with cream cheese which cass gave me, and chatting online.
oh, and I think I did well on my engineering mechanics midterm. hope you all had a lovely lifetime.
come gather round people, whereever you are...
mmm, me. so, here's my two days, described in detail for my pleasure:
I woke up on saturday morning, chipper as a wino. which is not very. I wasn't unhappy, but I didn't feel all that much like getting out of bed. eventually I did though, had a shower, stuffed a bag with food (granola bars, yogurt cups, a banana, and an apple) and went to school to study.
I went over some math tests and some engineering mechanics, did some exercises (andrew! good job lad. you are inspiring me to be more physically fit, with your ___'s of steel)
met mac in the library, he invited me to go drinking. I got a tai chi book out, and started reading. I practiced the standing with arms slack pose for a while, and I assume there was spectral energy or sometihng flowing through me. It felt nice.
went home, ate, ate some more, had a shower, and mac picked me up. we went to the grocery store, got chips, went to my house, got wine and vodka, went to kennys, chatted for a while (something very, very strange. ken stayed home to study. I never thought I'd live to see the day), then went to macs house to drink. he had some blue gin, but I didn't drink any. anyhow, wining and vodka-ing commenced, and a blurry good time was had by all. we watched 8 mile, and I assume it was great. slept, woke up, went back to bed, woke up, looked for my glasses, went back to bed, woke up, mac handed me my glasses, and I got on the computer. I had many, many goblets of tapwater in that time, and some chips. lime tostitos and sour cream and onion ripple. not a good meal, but I live on in hopes of a good meal some day.
mac has some incredible piles of garbage, btw. and cans and cans and cans and cans. and bottles.
watched two movies, and 9th heaven was a good movie. the murder porn wasn't as good, but the sex scene had just the right ammount of crying. also, a french commercial with an attractice girl getting naked and masturbating by a really nervous, unaroused guy. I have no idea what the commercial was about, or what the punchline was, or anything else, but it was just the right ammount of weird. also, voyeur porn!
and that and some chatting has been my day so far. I hope that my day goes on to include a cup of tea and some toast. I want fish and chips from a pub, but toast and tea will have to do.
