I'm getting nosebleeds from having to blow my nose so much. Coughing hurts and shakes my whole chest. I can't sleep well because my glands are so swollen and dry. I keep waking up blind because my eyes leak and crust over. I get tired just making breakfast, and then I only eat half of it because eating hurts my throat. And I think I'm getting an ( Read more... )

... Okay, I think I might be sick of sweet potatoes with butter and cinnamon now.

(Hehehe. Anyone read Nietzsche's essay in The Gay Science on "Brief Habits ( Read more... )

Because there are six hundred and eighty squillion other things I should be doing right now... here's the beginning-of-semester post. Which apparently some of you actually read. Why on earth I have no idea, but here you go.

( House )

Hey guys, guess who just showed up all ready and excited for the first class... only to realize that they DON'T BEGIN UNTIL TOMORROW??

First two guesses don't count.

Oh my lord. I am a SPAZ. No. Really. SPAZTASTICNESS ABOUNDS.

..... And dammit, I was really excited for the class, too. *sniffle*

I really, really meant to catch up today, but I find myself utterly incapable of writing a long post at the moment. It's raining, there are dogs to cuddle and tea to drink, and Japanese to study and a Ravel score to analyze and a frighteningly overdue practice session to have, and what with one thing and another I don't really feel like being on ( Read more... )

( Started UCLA Music and Gender class today. )

Because my mother tells me to update this thing, and because it's the Count Down period before the end of the semester.... ( What I have left to do in the two weeks before school ends: )

So, in dazzlingly awful news, I might actually HAVE to drop the biology minor ( Read more... )

Course list went up today. ( Time for my biannual bout of Preregistration Angst. )

Three thousand, seven hundred and forty-one words expended on this godawful paper, and roughly as many hours. Still got no bloody introduction.

... I'm stumped. What was my thesis again? Someone want to read it and tell me?

(No, that's not a serious request. I'm not inflicting this paper on anyone except my teacher, for whom I have no pity at the