::insert yucky noise here::
Ok. So I don't know what's wrong with me, but I've been feeling nauseous for the last 7 hours. It feels like I'm always about to throw up, and I swear I can taste and smell vomit, but not very much. My breath doesn't smell like it, and I haven't thrown up at all. It feels like there's a bubble of stomach acid sitting just under my throat. I've tried eating foods that are safe for tummy, like soup and crackers, and I still felt the same. Then, I tried eating things that sometimes upset my tummy, like soda, thinking that maybe if I just threw up, I'd feel loads better. It's worse when I get up and move around. No fever. Am drinking copious amounts of water and VitaminWater (it has electrolytes. I woke up SO thirsty this morning!). I KNOW I'm not pregnant. I kinda felt this way on Monday, too, but not this bad. I don't get it. Oh people who are familiar with medicine: am I dying?
In other news, I got a birfday present yesterday from my Aunt Dawn (also known by her scientific name: Aunteus Dokeus). It was a Japanese pencil case with lots of Hello Kitty pencils, weird soda candy, and a super-cool eraser shaped like a sushi bento box. It's cute! So I had to write them a letter and tell them how cool it was. Hello Kitty helped. :-) Tomorrow is my 24th birthday. It somehow worked out that I don't have classes. I'll prolly spend much of the day doing homework. Or dying a terrible death.
Karin asked me to teach the class on Magic(k) that I wrote for the ATC seminary. I am both honored and terrified. I mean, I know the material, because I freaking wrote the class, but almost everything I know about teaching is theoretical. It's one thing to screw up in front of high schoolers, another thing to screw up when people are paying you to teach them a college level class. But I've got until October to get over myself. I think I'll hold them at Moonflower Magicks, or maybe at the Tab.
Signed the lease today. Move in day is September 12th. Still need a cosigner, which is freaking retarded. But we think we can bribe someone into doing it. It's weird. We're asking someone to back us financially. If someone asked me, I'd probably say no, yet here I am telling people it's no big deal. They don't even check the cosigners credit because it's really just a formality. I mean, Em and I have been living together and paying rent on time for four years, and we didn't need a cosigner to move into this place. Nrgle.
Gonna go curl up and die. See you.
In other news, I got a birfday present yesterday from my Aunt Dawn (also known by her scientific name: Aunteus Dokeus). It was a Japanese pencil case with lots of Hello Kitty pencils, weird soda candy, and a super-cool eraser shaped like a sushi bento box. It's cute! So I had to write them a letter and tell them how cool it was. Hello Kitty helped. :-) Tomorrow is my 24th birthday. It somehow worked out that I don't have classes. I'll prolly spend much of the day doing homework. Or dying a terrible death.
Karin asked me to teach the class on Magic(k) that I wrote for the ATC seminary. I am both honored and terrified. I mean, I know the material, because I freaking wrote the class, but almost everything I know about teaching is theoretical. It's one thing to screw up in front of high schoolers, another thing to screw up when people are paying you to teach them a college level class. But I've got until October to get over myself. I think I'll hold them at Moonflower Magicks, or maybe at the Tab.
Signed the lease today. Move in day is September 12th. Still need a cosigner, which is freaking retarded. But we think we can bribe someone into doing it. It's weird. We're asking someone to back us financially. If someone asked me, I'd probably say no, yet here I am telling people it's no big deal. They don't even check the cosigners credit because it's really just a formality. I mean, Em and I have been living together and paying rent on time for four years, and we didn't need a cosigner to move into this place. Nrgle.
Gonna go curl up and die. See you.