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I am so sick of writing papers every day that I am going to cry, although I've actually gotten As on every single one so far. These sprint classes are insane.

And today my apartment parking lot got transformed into a skating rink; that was fun.

This post has essentially no point whatsoever! I don't even know why I'm making it. Odd compulsion to post something about the parking lot, I assume, though normally I write novels on complaints about my commute. I do know I was staring at my odometer earlier wondering how I'd already gone 45 miles in January.

Answer: it's 5 miles each day to school and there have been more than four days of class in January.

Good going, self, you are very observant and can do math.

(I might actually post one of my papers, to be honest. I've been considering it.)

But essentially my life right now: Social Problems class. Papers. Every. Day. Whenever I think I have time to do something else I am wrong. We went to the laundromat last night and I sat there and studied for my midterm. I do love being constantly busy, but it's getting a little ridiculous!

Also, lastly: I have been adding people that I lost contact with on LJ but would like to reconnect with, because hey, you are people that I like a lot. Welcome (back) to my list, I suppose.

ETA: Apparently, a bunch of people I granted access to a long time ago got un-access'd, by, uh, I don't know. Some weird bug! I fixed it. Sorry about that.

It's been a couple of years at least since I've done a post like this, but I was inspired this year by a local blog doing it in an exemplary fashion to bring it back.

Today is December 23, also known as Festivus; Wikipedia explains it here, though my family (where someone knows someone who has some connection to someone who knows O'Keefe, I think) has never done our Airing of the Grievances with each other so much as airing of grievances in general. The people whose journals I read seem to have a lot of grievances, so here is a post to generally air them!

My only rule is: don't complain about people who are likely to read this. I don't want any hurt feelings at all whatsoever, as this is my journal and firmly a no wank zone.

(Feel free to link around, though, if you want. That's fine.)

I hear via the Twitter grapevine that DW is maybe working on allowing community imports! I -- actually don't have any that I need to worry about, because I've copied any writing over manually that wasn't set in universes that were LJ RPs and those deserve to stay on LJ because that is their home. But it's still exciting that you can import communities, and I bet someday I will remember I had something I wanted to import.

I'm also totally afraid that the sheer mass of community imports are going to entirely crash DW, and that would definitely massively suck, too.

This post has completely no other point to it. I remember back in closed beta I was really upset about not being able to import a community, but for the life of me I don't know what community it was.

ETA: Oh. Right. That I think it might be time for me to return to Support, because there's probably a giant glut and probably a lot of people who need help with stuff I can actually help with, which means someday I might even log onto IRC!

Or, well, this is half the survey; I got it from Sunday Stealing, anyway.

1. Have you ever licked the back of a CD to try to get it to work?
No, only put Windex on it.

2. What’s the largest age difference between yourself and someone you’ve dated?
Three years.

3. Ever been in a car wreck?
I have been in more than one, in fact! The exclamation point totally makes me look as if I am proud of it. For the record, I am not vibrating with enthusiasm for how awesome it is to have been in two separate instances of my mom's (same) car getting wrecked (but not totaled) and us both getting concussions. I've probably been in about 10 car accidents that involved some damage to the car, but those two were the only ones I would call wrecks. I have only been at fault for one of them, and it was legally considered a no-fault. That I am actually proud of.

4. Were you popular in high school?
People probably hear this one on DW a lot, but it's true none the same: I was the single most tortured kid in my high school. People kicked my bag when I walked. Just because they could. And that's a mild example, though I was only actually beaten to a pulp for no reason besides existing and being autistic and mainstreamed (actually, I was never in special ed, having been diagnosed at 9: it was too late) in middle school. When I actually had no friends. In high school I had about four.

5. Have you ever been on a blind date?
No.

6. Are looks important?
Eh. My appearance is important to me; I love playing around with my "look." But I don't judge a book by its cover, figuratively or literally.

7. Do you have any friends that you’ve known for 10 years or more?
Yep! I'm also still in contact with the girl who was my best friend since I was six, but it's been over five years since I've seen her, which breaks my heart. On a daily basis.

8. By what age would you like to be married?
29, only because I've been engaged since I was nineteen and going over ten years is pretty silly, isn't it?

9. Does the number of people a person’s slept with affect your view of them?
Why would it? People are so strange. (No.)

10. Have you ever made a mistake?
If anyone says no to this question, ever, I am just going to call them a liar.

11. Are you a good tipper?
No. I tip 10%. 15% if the service is FANTASTIC. Because the thing is, I can't actually afford to eat out, but sometimes I do anyway to improve morale. So I do not have the money to be a good tipper. I want to be, and when out eating with my father who loves to splurge at restaurants and otherwise splurges never, I will sometimes encourage tips of up to 30% for awesome service. I just can't afford to actually do it.

12. What’s the most you have spent for a haircut?
Um. $200 I am so embarrassed by this IT WAS MY PARENTS

13. Have you ever had a crush on a teacher?
I have never had a crush on anyone ever, actually. It's something I can only even comprehend through my characters because it's not anything I've even had the slightest inkling of being capable of.

14. Have you ever peed in public?
No.

[I removed 15 because it triggered a panic attack. It was really not that bad. I just have dumb triggers. I also have dumb migraine triggers.]

16. Would you tell your parents if you were gay?
I did. I'm actually not; I'm demisexual. But I told my parents I was a lesbian. They didn't believe me, because they were actually more with it than I was -- it wasn't that they didn't believe I would be happy with another woman, it was that they didn't believe sex mattered to me. Guess what? It doesn't; neither the sex/gender of the person or the actual 'having sex' part.

[Oh man, 17 was the same trigger!]

18. Beatles or Stones?
Yes, okay?!

19. If you had to pick one person on earth to die, who would it be?
I couldn't. What a tragic question.

20. Beer, wine or hard liquor?
Wine, please.

21. Do you have any phobias?
HA HA HA HA HA. NOPE. NONE. I AM NOT AFRAID OF ANYTH--actually, this could be fun. Because I have quite a many actual diagnosed considered-pathological phobias, and 98% of them are dumb. Only two or three were, I think, caused by actual traumas. Because I am punchy because I am exhausted, I am actually going to go through and list the proper scientific names of the ones I can remember have them, and mind you these are only psychiatrist-diagnosed-and-discussed things, not stuff I have decided I am phobic of. I know how serious 'phobia' is and no, I am not joking, really, I'm a huge basket case. I'm just a very functional basket case and you couldn't tell if you met me. But these are the disabling fears I fixate on constantly. Go me.

Here we go, down the list in vague alphabetical order except when I don't remember it in order: isolophobia, agoraphobia, haphephobia, bromidrophobia (on other people), chronophobia, hypnophobia (sleep, not being hypnotized; it can be either), hydrophobia (not rabies; usually manifests during snowstorms), gerascophobia, and, embarrassingly, pocrescophobia.

Technically I was also diagnosed with phallophobia, and you could sort of say it's accurate, except that I don't constantly live in fear of the penis the way I do those other things (being alone, crowds/markets/shopping malls, being touched, body odors, the passage of time, sleeping and people who are asleep, water, aging and gaining weight).

22. What are your plans for the future?
Right now, I just don't know. It all depends on the school situation.

Yeah, okay, so the phobia thing was actually fun. When I first saw that question I was kind of like ... how am I going to answer that? But narrowing it down to the ones that are official ~APA approved phobias~ made it interesting.

Utterly unsurprisingly, the appeal failed. But I have all my documentation in to repeat Nursing 201 and Nursing 250 (the course I took last semester and the one I actually "failed" this semester) and just have to wait to find out if there are available seats and if my reinstatement letter pleased the board. I should know by, uh, January 9.

For now I'm still going to take my winter session (December 27-January 3) public health class, because it doesn't depend on actually formally being in the nursing program. Hopefully the fact that the class entering 201 is a tiny cohort means it will be easy to shove me in (since I highly doubt they will hate my letter that basically was 'please cut your heart open and bare your soul to us in a demonstration of how you will BE EVEN BETTER THE SECOND TIME'a nd I got an A the first time, so it was quite an adventure in writing, I was like CLINICAL TIME MANAGEMENT OMG YAY a lot). The school capped entrance at 50 instead of 100 with their class, so I'm used to a HUGE GROUP and this is like, omgtiny.

It'll be interesting.

So will repeating a course with the kind of ADD that likes to totally not pay attention to things we already know^*, when I have to pull another A in order to get them to let me back into 250 again.

* I took AP English in high school, which is the same thing as college comp 101, but did not take the AP exam so I didn't get the college credits (I'm sorry, it was $380, did you expect my parents to materialize that somehow, high school in rich neighborhood?). So of course I had to take comp 101 again. I got a C, despite getting 90s on all projects and papers, because I slept through the lectures, literally. I got there and slept, or I didn't show up at all.

And when I say worst day ever, I mean, even if you have been reading my tweets you haven't got the half of it and I don't actually want to go over any of it ever again (as in, no one outside whoever was focusing on Twitter at the time and my dad are getting it discussed with them, even my psychiatrist, because it is better for me to just not talk about it from now on). I have had a lot of bad days recently. I haven't posted about how my boyfriend got cauda equina syndrome and had the surgery that was scheduled today last week instead; now I don't think I will, but instead of letting myself get bogged down in everything I haven't posted about, I'm just going to post.

Unfortunately, all I've got is a meme I've seen all over many a corner of the internet in the past ... day? Anyway! Here it is. With two edits: "cousins" for "siblings" because I was raised alongside my 3 cousins and don't have siblings, and "father" for "parents" for a similar but not up for discussion reason.

Choose a number and ask me…

01. My sexual orientation.
02. What I'm really bad at.
03. The one person whose arms I'd like to be in.
04. My best first date.
05. A description of my self-esteem.
06. Who my best friends are.
07. My favorite book.
08. Biggest turn-offs.
09. A description of my best friend.
10. My favorite animal.
11. Someone I miss.
12. The reason behind my last break-up.
13. What I did yesterday.
14. My greatest achievements.
15. My favorite songs right now.
16. A description of my last kiss.
17. What I find attractive.
18. All of the pets I've ever owned.
19. My favorite ice cream flavor.
20. The one place I wish I was right now.
21. The most cruel thing anyone has ever said to me.
22. All of the places I've lived.
23. Qualities that make me more likely to love a person.

24. My future plans.
25. One of my internal conflicts.
26. What I'm doing tomorrow.
27. My life's aspirations.
28. My most embarrassing moment.
29. Two of my insecurities.
30. What I would do if I won the lottery.
31. What I love most about myself.
32. My biggest pet peeves.
33. What musical artists I've seen live.
34. How many kids I would like to have.
35. My idea of a perfect date.
36. What I'm really excellent at.
37. My most traumatic experience.
38. Where I would like to live.
39. The nicest thing anyone's ever said to me.
40. Whether I like where I live now.
41. What I can hear right now.
42. My relationship with my cousins.
43. What's currently worrying me the most.
44. Something I've repeatedly wished for.
45. My relationship with my father.
46. What I dislike most about myself.

Except for reasons why my day absolutely sucks. So I guess we get a venty post full of reasons my day/week/whatever mostly just my day sucks:

1. Snow. I really hate snow. I live in the cold, snowy Northeast where we are getting ice-and-snow related power failures in October. I haven't ever liked snow, not even once in my life. Other kids wanted to play in it; I wanted to hide. This has not changed.

2. Halloween. Don't argue with me that it's awesome, I'm glad everyone else seems to enjoy it and you guys can all have your fun with it, but I will never change my mind. I have always hated Halloween and it's not about to change. And I love costumes, I just really hate Halloween. Probably it's due to how I don't like candy, don't like children, and how many times growing up various Halloween-related things ruined my birthday. This year my dad tried to get me birthday balloons on short notice and there was nothing anywhere except Halloween ones. Not even a single Happy Birthday. Thanks, grocery store. I'm going to handle this the same way I always have; hiding in the back room of the apartment with the curtains closed, and every other light off. I can't even afford my own groceries, especially not with neither of us having jobs right now because of boyfriend's needing surgery and being unable to work. We can't actually pay our rent again, so candy? How about no.

3. Hemiplegic migraines. Woke up this morning with half my body nonfunctional and as of now do not have all the functionality back. At 7:00, which is three hours after my alarm. Missed school and our ever-important fundraisey bake sale. Although the baking I got done did make it there, I did not make it to work the table. The only pain I'm aware of is in my neck, which means that the vasospasm is over, but this was a really bad one while I was asleep (normally sleep is the only thing that gets rid of them, and all my heavy-duty meds just temper it enough so I can sleep) and might mean med changes, which -- no thank you. But at least this happened today and not tomorrow, because I'm out of clinical absences and today the first thing the neurologist told me to do was move as little as possible.

4. Homework. I have more due tonight than I can finish, but at least that's further excuse to stay inside and just work my ass off and not, um, have to acknowledge Halloween. Instead I have to write a lot about Hitler and kidneys.

5. General insensitivity to the fact that I have health problems, in specific: if I am saying things about how I woke up with only half a body and missed everything I needed to do today, don't ask me if I can do xyz thing for/with you that involves leaving my bed, because I really can't actually do that. This keeps happening. I guess I should like that people appreciate interacting with me and find me to be a helpful person, but honestly pay attention first, please. If you need help with something that does not involve me needing to leave bed, I'll probably be happy to.

Having called my dad in the hopes of clarification on this matter, because he is both primary care physician and public health official:

ME: So all the assignment says is "students are responsible for knowing the 2011 immunization schedule as per the Centers for Disease Control & Prevention." My question is, um, which one? Because it says the schedule. Not which schedule. 0-6? 7-18? Healthcare provider? Parent? Catch-up?
DAD: Well. [long pause] Unfortunately, what that probably means is --
ME: -- all of them?
DAD: Yes. Which is ridiculous, and is what computers are for, but for now just learn them the best you can. Focus on the pathologies and not neccessarily the timing, and it will hopefully fall into place.
ME: Hopefully.

The rest of the phone call was advice about memorizing things that he thinks no one should ever have to memorize, and I just wish my dad taught my Child & Maternal Health class and not my actual instructor. Not that I don't love her, but these assignments are kind of.

I have to memorize all of this?

As per dad, there are actually computer programs that will sort out catch-up schedules based on individuals, too. Which is really cool. And, unfortunately, right now, very unhelpful. Can't really take a computer into an exam.

(Which is required information as to why my father was voluntarily watching said trailer, I think. He saw Iron Man four times in theatres, twice by himself.)

DAD: So, I watched the "Avengers" trailer. Or is that the "The Avengers" trailer? How would you say that?
ME: *does not get a chance to answer because he keeps talking*
DAD: And I'm betting your favorite part was the bit where Thor laughs and has the "silly humans" face, but –
ME: *interrupts* That was also

nehi's –
DAD: The song in it is that song you played all the time when it came out a few years ago!
ME: We're In This Together? The Nine Inch Nails song?
DAD: Yeah.
ME: Well, I played it all the time when it came out, yeah. Thirteen years ago.
DAD: Okay, so it was more than a few years.

The first time I watched said trailer it was on my phone with no audio, and so it was kind of disappointing really! Then I watched it again despite not having seen Captain America or Thor yet because I am not as awesome, financially stable or lucky as my father who sees everything even remotely connected to comic book movies in theatres (I beat him to seeing Watchmen but I also read it before him, and I can't say that for any other comic in existence). And it is definitely better when you can hear it.

Especially because the song in it is We're In This Together. A song that has been one of the very songs of my soul since it came out when I was in the fifth grade. Oddly enough I didn't have acquaintances who were crazy about The Fragile (the other 9-12 year olds definitely thought NIN was 'weird') but that was also the year I got my first Discman, and that was the song I was just about always playing.

So even if I didn't love Marvel, even if the trailer had otherwise sucked, I would probably be interested in seeing the movie because someone in production picked one of my favorite songs. And I'm kind of really proud and pleased that my dad recognized the song. Despite the fact it stopped being played at least a few times daily a few years ago, and I haven't lived with him in five years to even play it around him once.

Today, I filled the last page of my 160-page notebook that I only use for lecture notes. For a lecture that meets four hours^* a week.

It's the middle of October.

I'm not actually sure what to do with that except be impressed at the volume of notes produced by one class.

Also, thanks to encouragement from

hazeymarie, I am actually going to do LJ Idol if it's not too late to sign up – but not as myself, and not from this account. :) Since the competition aspect actually makes me queasy, I honestly probably will not be linking entries or anything – I can't sell myself and ask for votes. I'm just doing it for fun. Feel free to ask if you're curious, though!

* approximately. Sometimes we get out 15 minutes early, sometimes 15 minutes late, one time an entire hour late. Full disclosure.

It was weird that I hadn't updated in what felt like forever, so here's a post.

Not that I have anything to say in it. I keep wanting to write a post about the general day in the life of me, which is mostly spent at hospitals, doing hospital-y things. Recently my grades have taken a giant downturn and a clash with a clinical instructor/supervisor has left me in a really emotionally disastrous place.

I'm still "active" on the Internet in that I always read my Twitter feeds and my reading list and RSS feeds, though I usually don't comment because I'm reading from my phone, and I only sometimes remember to actually reply to tweets. I am not actually constantly depressed, which is a nice upturn from this time 2 years ago when I was miserable, and last summer where I'm not even sure what to say about it really, but I'm almost entirely incapable of talking about anything that actually has to do with my life. A lot of it is just sucky crap I don't want to talk about that has essentially nothing anyone would gain from hearing about it ~ there's nothing to learn or anything – so I just don't post.

I really hope that after Tuesday's clinical performance exam, when I will be done with the clashy instructor, things will look up and go back to normal. But my August-October internship has been so horrible there are no words, and my formerly A+, pristine, She Is A Wonderful Nurse reputation has taken a potentially permanent serious hit because this woman does not seem to interpret anything I do correctly and says things like that I don't communicate well (I have been told by other instructors that I would be a good nurse manager and now I don't communicate well?) but does not give any feedback as to how, and writes up reports that I have lied about something, then lets me explain how she actually misunderstood what I said, says okay, and does not actually edit the report ...

I've already maxed out my absences because of having two days now that I just cannot deal with her, leaving me no allocation for the flu I always get despite having flu shots, and having to do two make-up shifts at the end of the semester. Which I was really, really trying to avoid this year.

And yet she's still not as bad as that one paramedic instructor I had, so it can always be worse. So long as those reports don't stick to me forever. About, you know, things I didn't actually do that she misunderstood.

See, I have really good reasons to not post. All I do is get stress all over everywhere. And nobody needs that, least of all me.

I am also continuing to be bummed that 'medic school' remains one of my top tags and still has more posts in it than my nursing school tag does. Despite the fact I have now been in nursing school for longer. I think because I was always online during medic school because of how unhappy I was with my life and how disengaged from my work I actually was; nowadays I'm doing so much studying and actual nursing that while I have a list of things to post about, I'm not actually ever posting it.

So, I've been needing more and more to get a new one of these, and now that I'm on another medication that insists that I wear one identifying that I take the medication in addition to having a medical condition that makes it look like I have strokes fairly often (I've actually had one, technically, and yes it was caused by the condition, but it sure looks like I've had a lot more) it is really time to get myself a medical alert bracelet.

Except the last time I had one I was 13, and my parents got it from a local jeweler. This time around I need to get something online,a nd I'm looking for recommendations that will allow quite a long engraving on the bracelet and also still be able to fit a 6-7" wrist. (Yes. I am very small.)

I'm sure someone on my reading list either has one or knows someone who has one and can recommend companies to me! Or recommend which companies to avoid. Feel free to link this around/pass to people at will.

Oh, right. I also have a $69 budget^*; I hope I can still get something with that.

ETA: Also, I am allergic to nickel. I would be getting a MedicAlert $9.95 + $35 membership bracelet except that they're made of stainless steel which I cannot wear.

* probably. There is a slight possibility we can convince insurance to subsidize but it is extremely unlikely.

This is a copy and paste of my post from

homeeconomics101. What I really wanted to do was post about my vacation and my utter failure at LBB because I can't write 9k in two days, but this is a little more -- I guess important. Because this is a total crosspost people already subscribed to me probably already know a lot of these things, but here we go:

In May, my boyfriend of 5 years and I moved into an absolutely lovely basement apartment. As far as we could tell, its only issue was a bathtub that tends not to drain right. And that's really all we noticed until the end of July – when things started smelling a bit off.

And wet.

And growing mold.

At this point, our bedroom constantly reeks of mildew and yet we cannot find a source of it anywhere. As someone with chronic sinus problems I had taken to really enjoying how humid the apartment was, since for the first time in someplace I lived I didn't constantly have to keep a humidifier running to be able to breathe. But now even I can smell the mildew. The humidity is overbearing and we've had to throw away clothing because mold grew it out of thin air – not there one day, look at the shirt a day later and there's mold on it!

This is a giant disaster not just because it's ruining our things, but because we both have chronic illnesses and I have quite a few severe allergies. And at this point even I with my usual inability to smell much of anything can tell it's mildewy in the air. Both sets of parents cavalierly tell us to buy a dehumidifier (my mother says it is an emergency but doesn't offer us any money, all the others say 'save up for one' as if we can wait 6 months). Neither set of parents actually tries to help purchase a dehumidifier, though at least on my parents' end it's entirely understandable considering how they pay my share of rent (I'm a full-time student) and are trying to deal with high amounts of medical bills for my mother's cancer treatment and a surgery I recently had that they were gracious enough to (somehow) pay for.

I get $1100 a month, fixed income. Period. My share of rent is $400. I have to pay for a land line, electricity, internet service and cell phones, because my boyfriend's income is so meager that he has a job interview tomorrow he's not going to be able to get to if we don't somehow scrounge up extra funds for gas, since my bank account might have $30 in it if I'm lucky. (Money for me comes at the first of the month.)

So: we need to dehumidify this apartment fast, and commercial dehumidifiers are probably not going to do the trick, since we can't find anything even remotely affordable. I cannot spare $200. My credit card needs to be paid off and is maxed out (at $250, after identity theft) so buying on credit is not an option. Buying a humidifier seems to not be an option at all. I've checked craigslist and freecycle.

I am totally out of options. Boyfriend can't even pay his half of rent this month and I was already in hysterics over that.

If anyone has any kind of advice about anything relating to being able to get rid of it all without having to go hungry for a month, I would really appreciate it.

WHOEVER JUST BOUGHT ME PAID TIME, you are kind of awesome. Thank you. ♥

I was going to just use my writing journal for this, but it felt weird for some reason. And my paid account expired and I have no ability to upgrade it right now (actually right now I don't even have a decent internet connection! this is a desperate attempt to make a post that flickers on and off, it will not) so I cannot post a poll.

But I scrapped my old LBB a while back and am now trying to get in under the deadline with this second project and have a lot of rambling in my head about it. I am going to make a filter for that – if anyone wants to be on it, please comment to this post!

The project is a piece of original fiction, vaguely loosely connected to some of my other work (it's in the same universe). It is an urban fantasy mystery set in present day, featuring an unfortunate nurse who manages to be the one who hears a patient's dying declaration before he succumbs to wounds inflicted on him by an unknown assailant, thus forcing her involvement as a witness. Oh, and forcing her to see the dead – pretty unfortunate when you work in an ICU! Turns out the patient was a ranking elementalist, and his murder was an entirely non-magical coincidence: he saw something he shouldn't have. The ghost of this mage forces our heroine, Kate, to attempt to solve the mystery herself, believing the police are Doing It Wrong: eventually Kate is stuck in a safehouse by the cops and has to convince the lead detective that she isn't crazy while a couple of her co-workers and her long-distance boyfriend pick up some of the Crazy Antics slack for her on the outside world.

I don't actually know how it ends yet.

sotto_voice sent me SHIRTS!!!

And I tried to take pictures, resulting in that the two best images were, of course, the accidental outtake versions. So keep in mind when you view these pictures that they are the two that I absolutely did not mean to take. Oh, and then the one of my hair that I didn't take.

( Pictures that do not have my face in them, although that part was intentional. )

So as you can see, they fit MARVELOUSLY! And such. And I am very happy with them thank you forever Lexie. ♥ I will have to do something nice in return! I do not know what it is yet. But I will have to.

( And now for today's exciting hairstyle, from the back. )

Yes, that braid is entirely attached to my head. It is a twisted French braid rather than just a braid pinned to my head. There is awesomeness on the side but it doesn't want to come out in photographs. I also have painted nails; I am not even leaving my apartment today because of the sheer weight of homework load.

But I guess I'll look nice just sitting here!

I'm trying to decide if I should actually post my response-ramble for my nutrition class on my DW; it is really just a long ramble. That is all. But it's in response to our required week of diet tracking and while is only interesting to me I think, it ... might be interesting to others as well! (I apologize for weird ways that words are coming out in this post, I had an extremely bad migraine today and have not yet fully recovered my ability to vocabulary.)

I could post it to

healthy_eating, or here. It does not touch upon my eating disorder but does touch lightly on all my other health issues that involve food (very lightly) and is basically just a ... response to diet tracking.

What is my life but to-do lists? I mean seriously. All I am doing is school and trying to keep up with stupid RL crap that piles on more than I can fit in a day. So instead of just posting nothing, I'm posting my to-do list. Primarily for

nehi solidarity.

TODAY:
(mostly chem work! no surprises)
* structure of drug when pH is low
* structure of drug when pH is high
* ~~Protein-hydrogen bonding~~
* ~~Protein ionic bonding~~
* ~~Protein hydrophobic bonding~~
* The other portfolio thing
* Analgesic lab report
* Alkane lab report
* I think there is a third lab report but I can't remember
* Nutrition critical thinking
* Study for chem exam as long as there is possibly any space because of having forgotten all of this material since it's from a week ago and I can't keep anything straight anymore
* Take chem exam
* Eat
* Tonight's lab
* ~~Take pills~~

(I probably did all of the protein bonding wrong, but it's already late, so at least I did something at all. I am going to get a C in this class. I cannot handle this tank on my GPA; I'm somehow going to have to take more classes to get it back up again because due to missing nutrition work because of doing chemistry work, I can't get anything higher than a B in nutrition no matter how hard I try. And the point of taking nutrition was to get an A. So. Fuck you, organic chemistry. Especially in six weeks.)

( Rest of the week. )

The best version so far has been the one I posted to Google+ (because I had it open and because I enjoy it and I like being short, but it wouldn't be twitter-short so I went to G+; I'm not a fan of talking about my actual life on FB) so I'm just going to paste it here:

WHY, car. Why did you do that. I was just trying to change parking spots. I did not want the gas pedal and break to both stop working and for you to just calmly go into reverse despite the gear shift saying '1' and start trying to take us both into somebody's house. I hope I didn't hurt you like that with the emergency brake but really, what else could I do?

The car is sitting part of the way in the road and part of the way blocking 2 parking spots. Our lot is always full to capacity. I can't push it. There is no one to help me. It is a very dark blue car and I'm sure someone is going to hit it once it starts getting dark.

I can't have it towed because the tow truck won't take it without me and I have no ride home again; hopefully we can tow it once Brady gets home, because this is getting ridiculous. I don't want it to get even MORE smashed up; it already has a bunch of dents and scratches from being hit in parking lots, including a huge one on the drivers' side that looks like I had some kind of near-death experience. And I've lost my left side mirror 3 times.

I've only had the car for two years.

(Yes, if you want Google+ invites, I do have them. Or if you just want to add me. I am using my real name.)

So out of nowhere I have ... six assignments due on Sunday? This is not exactly news – it's what summer intensives are like – but it is really tiring.

At least I'm exemplary at my multitasking and can probably do two assignments at the same time, but still. I'm honestly just glad that these are 6-week courses. There are apparently 3-week courses. I don't know how anyone doing those would even survive.

(Although I am hoping this chemistry class and this nutrition class aren't even on the list of 3-week courses. We have something like 4 essays to do by Sunday for nutrition. They are, at least, interesting.)

Finally found the missing textbook and the mysteriously disappearing notebooks, too! Pro tip: don't buy school supplies and then move. Generally this plan fails even if you think you know where you put the stuff. (I am still missing a little clay dog who I have loved dearly for a very, very long time. We know he made it to this apartment. I moved him from a temporary table into the windowsill when the furniture arrived with the movers on May 24th. I haven't seen him since. Yes, I am distraught over a clay dog that I refer to as 'him' and not 'it.')

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