Fail and such as
Today was just so much fail. Because of the hockey th'other day, I was so exhausted that I slept in until noon. Had a really weird dream, too, though I can't really recall many details right now. It involved running from something, as my dreams usually do, and long winding packed-dirt roads out in the middle of fields and bush late at night. Pretty damn spooky.
Most of the morning afternoon was spent panicking about a presentation that I have to give tomorrow... which I actually do not have to do tomorrow. Damnit, somehow I ended up thinking that I was to give it on the 24th, when I really need to give it on March 9th. On the one hand, I'm glad that I didn't have to rush and pull an all-nighter today, but on the other hand I feel like an idiot for not checking the syllabus sooner. Well, at least now I can take my time with it and do a good job.
I know I keep complaining about it, but I'm just so frustrated with my wrist right now. I was doing some work for that presentation, and I was writing out things because I think better when I write. But after only a page my hand started to feel really wrong again, and gods know it'll probably be doing pretty bad by tomorrow. I don't know, I guess I just feel so cut off from everything, because not only can't I do the things I love to do (writing), but I can't do the things I need to do (... writing). Well, looks like I'll just have to step up the physio exercises and try to figure something out.
Spoke with my mum about my appointment to get wisdom teeth taken out. She seemed kind of panicky and nervous about it, which really did not thrill me at all. Seriously, mum, that doesn't help me feel better. I mean, I do have a pretty cavalier attitude about the whole thing - dentists don't make me nervous at all, I can go through it no problem, even got a root canal done with hardly a bit of worry or discomfort. But when I go in to get this done, they won't be able to sedate me, and I'm troubled about that. They said that they only sedate people if there is someone to pick them up and take them home afterword, so since I don't have someone, they can't do it, even though I live right next to the building. Fuck. Oh, well. I guess I'll live.
On an unrelated note, I think I've fallen in love with this song (it's so pretty!) but I can't sing it because somehow I keep wanting to pronounce the words as I would if they were in Middle English. I'm... not even sure why that is. Maybe it's just a combination of unfamiliar language + too much Middle English on the brain lately. Still, fail, self. Swedish ≠ Middle English by any stretch.
In other news, we got another gold medal (yesssss). And on Thursday, it'll be Finland vs Sweden and Canada vs USA again, only this time it's women's hockey, and I'm so fucking excited. Going to watch hockey all day, hell yeah. Let's hope the Finnish 'n Canadian women's teams are better at kicking ass than their male counterparts. :|
Most of the morning afternoon was spent panicking about a presentation that I have to give tomorrow... which I actually do not have to do tomorrow. Damnit, somehow I ended up thinking that I was to give it on the 24th, when I really need to give it on March 9th. On the one hand, I'm glad that I didn't have to rush and pull an all-nighter today, but on the other hand I feel like an idiot for not checking the syllabus sooner. Well, at least now I can take my time with it and do a good job.
I know I keep complaining about it, but I'm just so frustrated with my wrist right now. I was doing some work for that presentation, and I was writing out things because I think better when I write. But after only a page my hand started to feel really wrong again, and gods know it'll probably be doing pretty bad by tomorrow. I don't know, I guess I just feel so cut off from everything, because not only can't I do the things I love to do (writing), but I can't do the things I need to do (... writing). Well, looks like I'll just have to step up the physio exercises and try to figure something out.
Spoke with my mum about my appointment to get wisdom teeth taken out. She seemed kind of panicky and nervous about it, which really did not thrill me at all. Seriously, mum, that doesn't help me feel better. I mean, I do have a pretty cavalier attitude about the whole thing - dentists don't make me nervous at all, I can go through it no problem, even got a root canal done with hardly a bit of worry or discomfort. But when I go in to get this done, they won't be able to sedate me, and I'm troubled about that. They said that they only sedate people if there is someone to pick them up and take them home afterword, so since I don't have someone, they can't do it, even though I live right next to the building. Fuck. Oh, well. I guess I'll live.
On an unrelated note, I think I've fallen in love with this song (it's so pretty!) but I can't sing it because somehow I keep wanting to pronounce the words as I would if they were in Middle English. I'm... not even sure why that is. Maybe it's just a combination of unfamiliar language + too much Middle English on the brain lately. Still, fail, self. Swedish ≠ Middle English by any stretch.
In other news, we got another gold medal (yesssss). And on Thursday, it'll be Finland vs Sweden and Canada vs USA again, only this time it's women's hockey, and I'm so fucking excited. Going to watch hockey all day, hell yeah. Let's hope the Finnish 'n Canadian women's teams are better at kicking ass than their male counterparts. :|