Slept for 12 hours and woke up feeling entirely not-sick for the first time this week ( Read more... )

Fuck ( Read more... )

Last night was almost unbearably strange. I spent my afternoon in a restless, premonitory mood and ended up hanging around campus for the most the evening. "Skulking" is the only word that properly describes what I was doing there ( Read more... )

Today made me feel pretty good. I got up at a reasonable time, had a leisurely breakfast, showered. I took the time to give myself a salt scrub and slather on a face mask. (Insert "I Feel Pretty" rendition of your choice here.) I drank a small pot of Earl Grey tea ( Read more... )

After I came back from winter break I developed a strange, circular pink rash on the inside of my left elbow. Because it was so persistent, and because it made me look a bit like a smackhead, I was going to actually drag myself in to the health center and get it looked at ( Read more... )

Your body will make drugs for you if you let it ( Read more... )

I'm sick with some horrible throat thing. I don't have time to be sick. I'm drinking echinacea-licorice tea to cure it because I am a sucker. But I'm hedging my bets and taking some generic NyQuil as well ( Read more... )

I dreamt in Russian last night. Real Russian, not nonsense Russian. In my dream I was at a large American university and I was trying to communicate with two Russian exchange students. I think it's a pretty good sign that this language has managed to seep into my unconscious ( Read more... )

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Final exams 2008. Results.

Literary theory: rocked like a hurricane.
Russian: got more records than the KGB.
Nose: bloodied.
Left eye: still twitching.
Brain: super happy. Though possibly deconstructionist now.

We do what we must because we can.

I made a discovery this evening.

If yoga = opiated bliss, then yoga followed by elliptical machine workout while listening to Death From Above 1979's You're A Woman, I'm A Machine = god-like euphoria.

Pow! Biff! Bam!

I need to remember to exercise in earnest even when my attendance isn't being taken. My body/brain loves to feel hyper-