Then we dream of it and sing of it
Hmm. Thus far, this week has mainly been a week of annoyances and inexplicable lack of sleep.
Of course, I'll be the first to admit that most of this is my own doing. Take today, for example. I'm not sure where I got the crazy idea -- I think I ate almost nothing but bread one day or something -- but I decided to try to not eat any carbohydrates for one day -- just fruits and vegetables, in fact. Heh heh. I spent biology class trying to reason out what purpose vegetables serve in a diet, all the while being agonizingly hungry. I came up with vitamins and fiber, because unlike fruit they don't really break down into simple sugars. I was pathetically grateful when Professor Joe called class off early because he couldn't concentrate through his cold medicine. I then ate around five pieces of bread for supper.
Before that, however, we did fitness assessment tests in PE, which included push-ups. Now, push-ups aren't really a problem for me. However, the chart for women was scaled for girl push-ups, not regular, and as I discovered when I attempted to do one, a girl push-up requires that I rest my weight on my knee in exactly the area I have a lovely black bruise covering, a memento from my pole jumping into a snowbank at Rose. (It was so worth it. ^_^ ) Needless to say, I had to defer there.
But before that, there were the computer problems in which I tried to get my computer to type hiragana and failed and in the process somehow caused my Word program to think it was not fully installed and it therefore tried to reinstall itself every time I started the program. Which was very annoying.
So mostly, these past few days, I've been watching old videos to relieve some of the constant stress, bringing back such old favorites as There She Is, Blonde, and The Smiley Intervention. Of course, the last also demands The Scottish and the Mexicans.
Other than that, and my realization in Spanish class that I heard no difference between the Spanish fiebre and the French fièvre -- which means I've really been watching Conan too much -- it's been a long, tiring week.
Of course, I'll be the first to admit that most of this is my own doing. Take today, for example. I'm not sure where I got the crazy idea -- I think I ate almost nothing but bread one day or something -- but I decided to try to not eat any carbohydrates for one day -- just fruits and vegetables, in fact. Heh heh. I spent biology class trying to reason out what purpose vegetables serve in a diet, all the while being agonizingly hungry. I came up with vitamins and fiber, because unlike fruit they don't really break down into simple sugars. I was pathetically grateful when Professor Joe called class off early because he couldn't concentrate through his cold medicine. I then ate around five pieces of bread for supper.
Before that, however, we did fitness assessment tests in PE, which included push-ups. Now, push-ups aren't really a problem for me. However, the chart for women was scaled for girl push-ups, not regular, and as I discovered when I attempted to do one, a girl push-up requires that I rest my weight on my knee in exactly the area I have a lovely black bruise covering, a memento from my pole jumping into a snowbank at Rose. (It was so worth it. ^_^ ) Needless to say, I had to defer there.
But before that, there were the computer problems in which I tried to get my computer to type hiragana and failed and in the process somehow caused my Word program to think it was not fully installed and it therefore tried to reinstall itself every time I started the program. Which was very annoying.
So mostly, these past few days, I've been watching old videos to relieve some of the constant stress, bringing back such old favorites as There She Is, Blonde, and The Smiley Intervention. Of course, the last also demands The Scottish and the Mexicans.
Other than that, and my realization in Spanish class that I heard no difference between the Spanish fiebre and the French fièvre -- which means I've really been watching Conan too much -- it's been a long, tiring week.