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It's too hot to do anything outside for the rest of time. I'm not supposed to be short of breath after taking a three-minute walk outside, and the heat index isn't supposed to be ridiculous, like Monday, when it felt like 126° according to the weather channel. I've been slacking off on taking my walks because of the alternating thunderstorms and steamy oven days, and I also had one of those weekends where the only thing that would make anything better was eating an entire pint of ice cream in one go. (It was Ben and Jerry's "Clusterfluff," and it was amazing, if you were wondering.) The hot weather is making me extra tired, I think.
I just realized that in a very short time, Harry Potter will be really over. I think I'm going to take a power nap when I get in from work tomorrow in order to go to the midnight showing, then go back home for another couple of hours of sleep before work on Friday. I feel surprisingly ambivalent about it, though.
I also feel pretty ambivalent about my birthday. :s I never know what I want, ever, unless it's boringly practical. It's kind of a bummer. I am excited about hanging out with my mom though, and having her buy me things. That's always fun. :3 But also, I only have like, two weeks left to get something for my nieces' birthday, since theirs is three days after mine. How will it be buying them gifts in the future when they'll actually remember it if I'm having so much trouble on the gift-times that they'll have no recollection of? :s I think I'm better prepared for taking them to do cool stuff when they're old enough to go to the museums and learn about things, and know about reading and speaking in complete coherent sentences, instead of strange clicking noises and nonsensical syllables.
However, I don't think I'm that prepared for kid-time; I did a couple of half-days in the kids' ER at work, and boy, I have no idea how to handle the little jerks. I had one kid that was boohooing more about the possibility of getting a shot than about the flipping huge blister (it was like, between the size of a half-dollar and a silver dollar) that was the reason for the visit-- she poked it with her finger whilst crying about shots while I was inwardly screaming my head off, and thinking things like, "Oh god, don't touch it!" "What if it bursts!?" "Don't poke that!" and also, "What are you crying for, I obviously don't have anything pointy coming at you." My team lead got a kick out of me talking about these thoughts, whereas I laughed about it too but still I really don't like strange children, especially if they burst into tears at the sight of me or have weird rashes or are having extra snot come out of their noses and onto my hands. Urgh.
And last weekend, I found out that this is a legit track to play on Rock Band 3. I was too busy laughing my head off to properly pretend-drum. I love my hometown?
I just realized that in a very short time, Harry Potter will be really over. I think I'm going to take a power nap when I get in from work tomorrow in order to go to the midnight showing, then go back home for another couple of hours of sleep before work on Friday. I feel surprisingly ambivalent about it, though.
I also feel pretty ambivalent about my birthday. :s I never know what I want, ever, unless it's boringly practical. It's kind of a bummer. I am excited about hanging out with my mom though, and having her buy me things. That's always fun. :3 But also, I only have like, two weeks left to get something for my nieces' birthday, since theirs is three days after mine. How will it be buying them gifts in the future when they'll actually remember it if I'm having so much trouble on the gift-times that they'll have no recollection of? :s I think I'm better prepared for taking them to do cool stuff when they're old enough to go to the museums and learn about things, and know about reading and speaking in complete coherent sentences, instead of strange clicking noises and nonsensical syllables.
However, I don't think I'm that prepared for kid-time; I did a couple of half-days in the kids' ER at work, and boy, I have no idea how to handle the little jerks. I had one kid that was boohooing more about the possibility of getting a shot than about the flipping huge blister (it was like, between the size of a half-dollar and a silver dollar) that was the reason for the visit-- she poked it with her finger whilst crying about shots while I was inwardly screaming my head off, and thinking things like, "Oh god, don't touch it!" "What if it bursts!?" "Don't poke that!" and also, "What are you crying for, I obviously don't have anything pointy coming at you." My team lead got a kick out of me talking about these thoughts, whereas I laughed about it too but still I really don't like strange children, especially if they burst into tears at the sight of me or have weird rashes or are having extra snot come out of their noses and onto my hands. Urgh.
And last weekend, I found out that this is a legit track to play on Rock Band 3. I was too busy laughing my head off to properly pretend-drum. I love my hometown?