Life
OK, so. Yesterday was ... not so great. At the end of a long slog, attempting (and pretty much failing) to do my essay all day, I spilled cherry cola on my laptop (not a good move) and, about ten minutes later, it turned itself off.
Cue massive-scale panic attack. I almost burst into tears. Seriously. My laptop going down would've been the last straw. I would've had a mental breakdown; someone would have found me in three days time, wibbling quietly to myself in a corner, rocking back and forth. HOWEVER.
I called my dad, and he told me to dry it out over a radiator for about twelve hours, and then see how it was. As you con probably tell from the fact that I'm writing this LJ post, it appears to be fine at the moment. *deep sigh of relief*
However, during that phonecall, I also found out that my Nanna isn't very well. It seems to be just what I've had (and what my mum and dad have had), but with her being old it's hit her really hard. My mum called the doctor out last night, and they advised that ny Nan should go into hospital. Dutifully, my mum and nan climbed into an ambulence and off they went. Apparently, my mum only got back at five o'clock this morning, so neither her not my dad got any sleep last night.
The good news is, my mum's been to see Nan today, and she's doing a lot better. They've put her on some medication, and it appears to be doing the trick. She's in the right place, anyway.
While the laptop was down, I decided to take the opportunity to wind down a bit. So, I wrote a bit of fic, and then a sort of missing scene/flashback from my novel popped into my head, so I wrote that. It was angsty as anything, but I kind of like it. :)
As some of you may know, I like buying semi-precious stones. The properties that they supposedly have are the foundation of the magic system in my novel, and I like to believe that those semi-precious stones do have healing properties.
Now, there's a shop that sells semi-precious stones and crystals in Durham. One of my first actions, when I got back after Christmas, was to go there. (I buy myself rocks to make myself feel better. *shrug* It's not that weird ...?) I bought myself a couple of piece of black agate and some mahogany obsidian, because I'd never seen those stones before.
Last night, in an attempt to calm myself down, I looked up what properties they have. Black agate wasn't in the book. (I strongly suspect that the agate's been artificially coloured.) Mahogany Obsidian, however, was. My crystal book has this to say:
"Mahogany Obsidian has a gentler enery than black. Resonating with the earth, it grounds and protects, gives strength in times of need, vitalizes purpose, eliminates energy blockages, and stimulates growth on all levels. It is a stabilizing stone that strengthens a weak aura and restores the correct spin to the sacral and solar plexus chakras. Worn on the body, Mahogany Obsidian relieves pain and improves circulation."
-- The Crystal Bible (Judy Hall), p.201. Italics for emphasis my own.
I personally think that, right now, I'm going through a time of need. And I'm not feeling particularly strong. (I've been feeling like that since my Auntie Mo died; the fact that I now have a ton of work to do and absolutely zero chance of completing it, and my nan not being well on top of that, all is only making my time of need all the more difficult.) Weird, huh? How I chose that particular stone at this particular time?
Well, I think so, anyway. (Actually, holding it last night made me feel ... better.)
*shuts up now*
Red Dwarf is still top of my obsession-list. (I'm starting to frighten myself. I think I might actually be like Rimmer, when it comes to exam technique amongst other things. :S I mean, I love him and everything, but I don't want to be the man!) I made my icon from a YouTube clip of the series 1 Smeg-Ups. (That episodes - Thanks for the Memory - is one of my favourites. Partially because through at least 10% of it, Rimmer looks all dishevelled and lickable. Also: thank you, costume department, for those pants. *ahem*) I promise I'll stop now. Although there may be fic at some point in the future. Yes, I do know how sick I am.
Now, I am off to make tea. And then I'm afraid it's back to the essay. *pout*
EDIT: WTF is going onwith my icons?! I just uploaded some new ones, and all my keywords have messed up! *not impressed* It seems to have problems when I put commas in. *annoyed; goes to change those keywords*
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Cue massive-scale panic attack. I almost burst into tears. Seriously. My laptop going down would've been the last straw. I would've had a mental breakdown; someone would have found me in three days time, wibbling quietly to myself in a corner, rocking back and forth. HOWEVER.
I called my dad, and he told me to dry it out over a radiator for about twelve hours, and then see how it was. As you con probably tell from the fact that I'm writing this LJ post, it appears to be fine at the moment. *deep sigh of relief*
However, during that phonecall, I also found out that my Nanna isn't very well. It seems to be just what I've had (and what my mum and dad have had), but with her being old it's hit her really hard. My mum called the doctor out last night, and they advised that ny Nan should go into hospital. Dutifully, my mum and nan climbed into an ambulence and off they went. Apparently, my mum only got back at five o'clock this morning, so neither her not my dad got any sleep last night.
The good news is, my mum's been to see Nan today, and she's doing a lot better. They've put her on some medication, and it appears to be doing the trick. She's in the right place, anyway.
While the laptop was down, I decided to take the opportunity to wind down a bit. So, I wrote a bit of fic, and then a sort of missing scene/flashback from my novel popped into my head, so I wrote that. It was angsty as anything, but I kind of like it. :)
As some of you may know, I like buying semi-precious stones. The properties that they supposedly have are the foundation of the magic system in my novel, and I like to believe that those semi-precious stones do have healing properties.
Now, there's a shop that sells semi-precious stones and crystals in Durham. One of my first actions, when I got back after Christmas, was to go there. (I buy myself rocks to make myself feel better. *shrug* It's not that weird ...?) I bought myself a couple of piece of black agate and some mahogany obsidian, because I'd never seen those stones before.
Last night, in an attempt to calm myself down, I looked up what properties they have. Black agate wasn't in the book. (I strongly suspect that the agate's been artificially coloured.) Mahogany Obsidian, however, was. My crystal book has this to say:
"Mahogany Obsidian has a gentler enery than black. Resonating with the earth, it grounds and protects, gives strength in times of need, vitalizes purpose, eliminates energy blockages, and stimulates growth on all levels. It is a stabilizing stone that strengthens a weak aura and restores the correct spin to the sacral and solar plexus chakras. Worn on the body, Mahogany Obsidian relieves pain and improves circulation."
-- The Crystal Bible (Judy Hall), p.201. Italics for emphasis my own.
I personally think that, right now, I'm going through a time of need. And I'm not feeling particularly strong. (I've been feeling like that since my Auntie Mo died; the fact that I now have a ton of work to do and absolutely zero chance of completing it, and my nan not being well on top of that, all is only making my time of need all the more difficult.) Weird, huh? How I chose that particular stone at this particular time?
Well, I think so, anyway. (Actually, holding it last night made me feel ... better.)
*shuts up now*
Red Dwarf is still top of my obsession-list. (I'm starting to frighten myself. I think I might actually be like Rimmer, when it comes to exam technique amongst other things. :S I mean, I love him and everything, but I don't want to be the man!) I made my icon from a YouTube clip of the series 1 Smeg-Ups. (That episodes - Thanks for the Memory - is one of my favourites. Partially because through at least 10% of it, Rimmer looks all dishevelled and lickable. Also: thank you, costume department, for those pants. *ahem*) I promise I'll stop now. Although there may be fic at some point in the future. Yes, I do know how sick I am.
Now, I am off to make tea. And then I'm afraid it's back to the essay. *pout*
EDIT: WTF is going onwith my icons?! I just uploaded some new ones, and all my keywords have messed up! *not impressed* It seems to have problems when I put commas in. *annoyed; goes to change those keywords*
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