Averygoodun's Personal File

I be brain dedded at the mo. No good reason, either. Just - poof. brain went all dedded.

Worst bit is that with the son grounded, I can't really turn on a show to watch, as he'll inevitably come down and join in, which is against his grounding.

And I'm out of frivolous children's books to read.

*sigh*

( This hasn't been a very good week so far, to be honest. )

Good stuff. There's gotta be good stuff...

( Pluses and minuses )

But I think that's enough bitching. Life is good overall. Even without caffeine.

ETA: Just to top things off, one forgotten > at the end of the lj-cut html equals a formatting horrorshow. Bleh. Too much computer nonsense in my life! Bleh!

Right. Just finished up the first week of the semester, right? Right.

Then why do I have over 100 pages to read (after having already read about 100) in the next 3 days for 2 classes (one of which is an intro course)? (And that's not counting the chapter(s) I have to read for the Microeconomics course I want to CLEP out of at the end of this semester.)

Seriously?

*shrugs*

On the plus side, I don't think it's going to be too much of a problem, given how absurdly productive I've been lately. I mean, the house is clean, we still have a few leftovers from last week's cooking spree, I moved and mixed about 3/4 cubic yard of shit compost, AND I've been pretty majorly social without getting too grumpy.

(Granted, there has also been a rather large ingestion of caffeine lately, but if I didn't have a solid base of energy, the caffeine would just be putting me to sleep!)

Speaking of ingestion, I'm thinking of using quince and onions as a stuffing for a couple of chickens I have sitting in the fridge. Any suggestions on spices/herbs/veggies that would go well with all of the above? (If it's any help, roasted sweet potatoes will be one of the sides.) Celery, maybe? Garlic? Sage?

The only thing I haven't done anything toward is the November showing of my work at the church. I really would like to paint an hour a day, but so far I haven't been willing to give up that crossword/dilly-dallying time. But maybe I can start on that tomorrow. After all, miracles are happening here.

Page is a sweet boy. He is. He is intelligent, enthusiastic, loving, kind-hearted, extremely cute and generally loveable.

( And then there's the other side of him. )

Hope life is going better for you all.

ETA: Okay, he's taking a nap which means he's coming down with something. Again. His other eye is bothering him now. *sigh* I hope we don't have to go back to the doctor's this week.

Also, I've gotten a few things done which have helped clean up the place, which always helps my state of mind. Living in a pit really, really aggravates me. (The homemade coconut mocha latte I had has also kicked in, which also helps; chemical dependence rocks, ya'll. :-/)

So, yeah. Not everything sucks.

But it is so hard.

Not only is the weather against me (it's amazingly gorgeous out), but... well, it's hard not to feel like giving up when there's almost no chance of success.

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( Whinge and whine )

It looks like Geoff will be coming back on time, meaning he'll be leaving Brazil tonight. It still seems unreasonable that he'll have to wait for seven hours once he gets back into this country. (His flight lands in Charlotte at 7:30am; his flight home leaves Charlotte at 2:30pm.) I guess he try for stand-by once he gets through customs...

OMG, Page is talkative this morning. His subjects have ranged from ATP mills (demonstrated by legos) and electron prisons to Narnian wars with the inclusion of Sticky Man.

Oh, great. Just hurt his feelings after he hurt himself (by flailing) for attention. I'm a crap mom in the mornings.

I also have a to do list for the weekend. Yay.

( Said list )

I think that's more than enough to be getting on with. Now need to go apologize to my son and get a cuddle.

ETA: Also, I want to move out of this country. The bombing suspect isn't getting Miranda rights. I understand the rationale, but it's still the wrong way to go. This is not how justice is wrought, and I wonder if most Americans can even see that anymore...

I'm trying to stay positive. Really, I am. I am trying to do so because I find it is easier to live and be happy with a positive attitude rather than just accept the shittiness of life at face (and present) value.

But...

Geoff is leaving for Brazil at some point today, assuming there's a seat available on a plane. He found this out yesterday after he got back from his overnight "day trip" (he put in damn near 30 hours of work on Monday).

This would bother me at the best of times, because no notice is shitty notice, especially for intercontinental travel, but this week is not the best of times. It happens to be a busy week at school for me, including the (mandatory for me as an officer) PTK induction ceremony tomorrow evening. Which means I have to find an escort for Page (because, selfishly, I want him there to see me, both perform my duty as an officer and receive the honor of being a member, and realistically know that he'll need someone there to rein him in when boredom starts setting in). On top of finishing my essay (due Friday morning), extremely time-consuming biology homework (genetics is a bitch and a half, btw) and such.

So, I'm not happy at the moment.

I'm also not happy because I foolishly asked Page who he wanted to be his escort to the ceremony, and he named neighbor N, who also happens to be a student at this college, but, well, I know she's not a member of PTK, so that's awkward. And the friend I'd really like to ask is out of town till Friday. (And my other first choice lives an hour away.)

Bah.

Anyway, I need to go to school now. Busy, long day ahead. Whee.

I now have a nasty case of conjunctivitis which is making reading uncomfortable/untenable.

I've needed more naps in the last week than I've had all semester.

I was so tired after coming home from church today I was near tears. The three hour nap I had this afternoon helped a very little. (I no longer feel teary, anyway. Just bone tired.)

...

I'm pretty sure my body is putting its metaphorical foot down.

Which means I'm going to get in trouble if I stay online for much longer...

I'm hoping a full day of rest tomorrow (no errands, no homework, no internet or books - just rest) will make the upcoming week of school possible...

Shoulder injury is sucking up all of my energy.

Page is home sick with a stomach bug.

Geoff leaves for his two-week trip to Brazil in three hours.

There's a test on Friday. No idea if I'll regain higher-level brain function (energy) by then.

There aren't any leftovers. Or food stuffs to make leftovers.

...

Crap.

I haz it.

Actually, it might only be allergies, as a LOT of dust was kicked up yesterday in the white tornado that went through this level, but whatever the cause, my sinuses are inflamed, swollen and generally sulky. I think steaming them has helped a little bit, but, gah.

The worst bit is that I didn't get a good night of sleep because they were so upset. Had to raise my head every couple of hours to blow or wipe my nose. And move to a different part of the pillow. (Blech.)


Geoff is off on a week-long business road-trip after lunch today. First stop is Pittsburgh, then on to Buffalo. At the same time, Page will be going through sugar-withdrawal, as his last dose of sugar-bomb antibiotics was yesterday morning. And to try and heal the damage that was done (and there was damage done - underwear and behavior charts attest to that), I will not be buying any more fruit for a week or two. Poor boy. Fortunately, he likes cheese, nuts and sausage. And yogurt.


Meanwhile, I've made progress on my first term paper, although I'll probably have to rewrite it all as I've taken a slightly mocking/snarky tone. Hard not to, though.

FASB (USA): Oh, we are so into the idea of one reporting standard for the whole world!
IASB (Europe et al): GREAT! So let's get it together, baby. Come on over to our place.
FASB: Uh... noooo? Your place is... not up to our standards. How 'bout you come over to ours?
IASB: Um, no. See, you're kinda late to the party, and everyone else is already over here.
FASB: But, well, your party sucks.
IASB: Oh really?
FASB: Um, yeah. And, like, our research proves it.
IASB: Oh, really?
FASB: But we still want to get together... But later, Babe. I needs to do some stuff first.
IASB: ... *mutters* fucking tease.

Anyway, there are colorful metaphors and phrasing that I should probably get rid of ("The problem was, the entire process became one sticky point after another, which, in turn, slowed their progress considerably. However, even with everything moving as fast as molasses in January, the two boards managed to make progress toward agreeing on a path to take. Kind of."), but, well, it's a first draft. Words on a page is what's needed right now. I can edit later.

Speaking of, I should get down to that now. I'm starting to run out of time, and I have yet to start the research for my second term paper. *meeps*

But, before I do go, I'll share something I enjoyed. Geoff and I have been taking advantage of another free trial on netflix and have taken to watching Once Upon A Time. While there are some things that really bug me about it (does it have to be the Disney version of the characters, every single time?), I've been enjoying the complexity they're creating in the fairytale land. Happily ever afters exist, but at a price. Always a price. Last night was especially enjoyable, what with Little Red Riding Hood's story being rather twisty, AND a take on Beauty and the Beast. God, I love me a good Beauty and the Beast story, and that one was an excellent version of it. ( Spoilerish for first season )

Despite those episodes, I think what keeps me most enthralled at this point is wondering whether Regina actually does love Henry or not. It's really not clear whether she's capable of loving anymore.

But now I'd better go. I only have a couple of hours before the guys get back, and I have lots to do after that.

I spent the weekend on the couch, feeling rather ill. Yesterday was probably the worst, as I was actually sick, but after taking a couple of benadryl last night (and doing everything I did last Monday throughout the day), I feel a fair amount better today. Well, did. Belly has returned to the dark side, unfortunately. Most aggravating, that.

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