Feb 22, 2007 01:27
Well, after I got off work at night crew this morning, I was supposed to be getting a phone call from my boss at Bel Air, telling me about my upcoming schedule (perhaps off of night crew at last). I wanted to wake up at around 1pm, talk to my boss, and study for a test that I had tonight. Instead, I woke up at 5pm to Kasie calling me *eesh!* I was able to study, do my homework, AND get ready in time, but I missed the call from my boss. I'll call him tomorrow morning to learn what my fate is. True, I get very tired every single time I work that shift, but I must say -- the time goes by extremely quick.
OMG, my nose won't stop running. No matter what I take! I've gulped NyQuil, DayQuil, Robitussin... I mean, I don't have anything else in our medicine cabinet, so I started taking my allergy pills again (Loratidine). I know that the sneezing and runny nose is from the loss of sleep and weird hours (combined with a little stress), but gees already! My left nostril won't stop running, and it's clogged up. What the hell?! For this reason, I can't sleep, hence, I'm on here.
I did just subscribe to Blockbuster's Total Access thing which is just like Netflix. It sounds better because you can turn in the DVD's to the BBuster stores, which makes things go quicker. I'm getting one free month, so we'll see how things go. Ah, and our new roommate Richard will be moving in within the next few weeks. We'll see how that plays out as well.
So I sit here until the NyQuil kicks in. For Lent this year, I'm not: biting my nails/cuticles/lips/inner-cheeks/nothing, stretching once a day, and playing my trumpet once a day. The first is so hard to do since it's been a huge habit of mine. My nails aren't looking bad already, it's more so my cuticles that take the hit, so we'll see how my fingers look by Easter. With stretching, I'm mainly concerned with my joints at this point. Between my two jobs, I'm starting to feel weak in my finger joints and really don't want an arthritis or carpel tunnel syndrome. With trumpet playing, I've not played in a very long time. Just recently, UMHS jazz band asked me and a friend to play with the jazz band. I was only able to practice once before the gig, and was very frustrated at the decline of my abilities. What sucks is that I listen SO much that I know what I want to sound like; what I should be playing, but my chops aren't up to par! I love trumpet so much, and seeing that my goal for next year is to be in a drum and bugle corps, I have to practice practice practice. I'll have a few hours inbetween jobs which is plenty of time to at least play a warm up.
A little off the topic, I have a tissue wedged up my left nostril. Why? Because during typing this, I've had SNOT drip down without me even knowing -- so then I have to get up and blow my nose. In the end, my nose stays plugged and I get no satisfaction from any of it! At least I know I can sit here without having to get up.
sick,
goals,
apartment,
work