It's been too long.
So I'm sick and therefore can't go running about on my usual adventures while waiting for sign language class (it's really inconvenient having a class once a week at 530pm), so I decided to write an update. Long and rambly and useless.
I was sick this past week and this weekend. Sore throat, fever, coughing up mucus and sometimes blood, the works. It was miserable. I went to student health on Friday because I was throwing up anything that touched my stomach, including water. They were useless - gave me a shot for the nausea, cough syrup, and told me to "sleep it off". I just kept getting worse, though I did stop throwing up. So Sunday, Sean took me to the hospital ER to get seen by a real doctor (I was sick of waking up every hour drenched in sweat and choking on mucus). He gave me good medicines, and I'm feeling better already. I can swallow without wanting to scream. Sean (oh loverbeloved) was wonderful through the whole thing - damn right, considering he gave it to me in the first place. He stayed with me, brought me things to drink, cuddled with me, took baths with me when I was shaking with chills and aching all over, etc. I love him so much, it's disgusting.
Before I got physically ill, I was fighting off a span of depression. It comes and goes, you see, and I got rid of this wave by spending far too much money on books and really nice blank journals. Oh I needed that. I got lots of FLB and the Collected Works of Sylvia Plath. I'm determined to start writing again, dammit. I'm hopefully taking a poetry workshop type class in the spring, which will be nice. Lately I've been focusing on photography (which can be seen at my deviantart account: ohjezebel.deviantart.com because I'm a dA whore). Turning my camera out rather than in. Roommate makes a surprisingly good model, once she cheers up. She was having some problems as well. I really adore Roommate. So glad I'm living with her. She's so easy to live with, we can just hang out whenever, she's laid back, she's even CF (childfree). Sean is CF too, I think, or at least he has many leanings that way (once he realized that he didn't have to have children just because everyone expected him to). Sean also makes a good model, when he's not making fun of me for being a pretentious artsy fuck.
My Halloween was relatively uneventful. I sat at home and watched movies with Sean and Wes. On Oct. 29th I did go to a concert (Fear Factory, Darkane, Strapping Young Lad, It Dies Today) because Sean loves Darkane more than he loves life right now. I dressed up as a 'gawthic' faerie (tarted up in a RedandBlack cheap hot topic corset top, black skirt, tights and red/black striped knee socks, black boots with glitter shoelaces, big black wings and lots of glitter). I thought everyone was going to be dressed up - it was me, the bartenders, and some guy dressed up as the Riddler. Someone dressed as Jesus did come in later. It was entertaning to walk around and try to not hit people with the wings and see them staring at me. Or my cleavage. One of the two. And the singer from Darkane gave me a kiss. HOT SWEDISH METAL LOVE baby. I win. It was a pretty good concert; Darkane and SYL were amazing, FF were okay, and It Dies Today just sucked. Oh well. I saw Opeth as well, on Oct 25th, which was a lot of fun. Both of these were with Sean and Billy. Billy is my concert buddy. It is lovely.
I've discovered that I really like T.S. Eliot. I found The Wasteland online and am slowly reading through it, and I really like it. I think it's because I don't have to read it for class. I also desperately need to do laundry. I was going to do it this weekend, but the sick kept me bed-bound. It's finally turning cold and I'm starting to look forward to winter. I will become a land of ice and snow. I'm also looking forward to Thanksgiving. I will go home and see Tory and eat delicious food.
I had other things I was going to write about, but I've completely forgotten.
lovehearts;
I was sick this past week and this weekend. Sore throat, fever, coughing up mucus and sometimes blood, the works. It was miserable. I went to student health on Friday because I was throwing up anything that touched my stomach, including water. They were useless - gave me a shot for the nausea, cough syrup, and told me to "sleep it off". I just kept getting worse, though I did stop throwing up. So Sunday, Sean took me to the hospital ER to get seen by a real doctor (I was sick of waking up every hour drenched in sweat and choking on mucus). He gave me good medicines, and I'm feeling better already. I can swallow without wanting to scream. Sean (oh loverbeloved) was wonderful through the whole thing - damn right, considering he gave it to me in the first place. He stayed with me, brought me things to drink, cuddled with me, took baths with me when I was shaking with chills and aching all over, etc. I love him so much, it's disgusting.
Before I got physically ill, I was fighting off a span of depression. It comes and goes, you see, and I got rid of this wave by spending far too much money on books and really nice blank journals. Oh I needed that. I got lots of FLB and the Collected Works of Sylvia Plath. I'm determined to start writing again, dammit. I'm hopefully taking a poetry workshop type class in the spring, which will be nice. Lately I've been focusing on photography (which can be seen at my deviantart account: ohjezebel.deviantart.com because I'm a dA whore). Turning my camera out rather than in. Roommate makes a surprisingly good model, once she cheers up. She was having some problems as well. I really adore Roommate. So glad I'm living with her. She's so easy to live with, we can just hang out whenever, she's laid back, she's even CF (childfree). Sean is CF too, I think, or at least he has many leanings that way (once he realized that he didn't have to have children just because everyone expected him to). Sean also makes a good model, when he's not making fun of me for being a pretentious artsy fuck.
My Halloween was relatively uneventful. I sat at home and watched movies with Sean and Wes. On Oct. 29th I did go to a concert (Fear Factory, Darkane, Strapping Young Lad, It Dies Today) because Sean loves Darkane more than he loves life right now. I dressed up as a 'gawthic' faerie (tarted up in a RedandBlack cheap hot topic corset top, black skirt, tights and red/black striped knee socks, black boots with glitter shoelaces, big black wings and lots of glitter). I thought everyone was going to be dressed up - it was me, the bartenders, and some guy dressed up as the Riddler. Someone dressed as Jesus did come in later. It was entertaning to walk around and try to not hit people with the wings and see them staring at me. Or my cleavage. One of the two. And the singer from Darkane gave me a kiss. HOT SWEDISH METAL LOVE baby. I win. It was a pretty good concert; Darkane and SYL were amazing, FF were okay, and It Dies Today just sucked. Oh well. I saw Opeth as well, on Oct 25th, which was a lot of fun. Both of these were with Sean and Billy. Billy is my concert buddy. It is lovely.
I've discovered that I really like T.S. Eliot. I found The Wasteland online and am slowly reading through it, and I really like it. I think it's because I don't have to read it for class. I also desperately need to do laundry. I was going to do it this weekend, but the sick kept me bed-bound. It's finally turning cold and I'm starting to look forward to winter. I will become a land of ice and snow. I'm also looking forward to Thanksgiving. I will go home and see Tory and eat delicious food.
I had other things I was going to write about, but I've completely forgotten.
lovehearts;