While it's fabulous that I can drink unadultarated room temperature water again w/o throat daggers, I would really like to stop coughing.
Problem is, the cold got into my lungs, so I need to cough stuff up. Which pisses off my throat. This is made worse by the fact that blowing my nose is, and always has been, singularly ineffective at clearing my nose. Clogged nose hangs out in the back, and only a vigorous, and noisily unpleasant to anyone nearby, snort will clear it out. Unfortunately, this also pisses off my throat. As does clearing it of post-nasal drip.
So I get to piss off my throat and everyone else around me or feel like I'm drowning in post-nasal and back-of-nose drip. When coughing doesn't want to stop, and it's to the point of almost throwing up dinner because of it, I spend much willpower to try to not cough. Or clear my throat. Or my back of nose. I still might cough and have trouble stopping, but it's less. And I might be able to sleep. Do you know how hard it is to sleep when trying desperately to not cough?
Hopefully throat numbing spray, replacing AC with outside air, and returning myself to semi horizontal will let me sleep...
Sprained ankle swelling mostly gone. Outward side of foot is blue.
Anti-depressant working really well: it's December and I'm generally chipper.
Slerp aspect of anti-depressant working less well: functional, but always an edge of tired. Hard to differentiate between depression tired and sleep tired, though.
Very tired of being in the house bc of ankle. Stir-crazy!
Currently v irritated w/broken reading of people's emotional states, esp since aforementioned tired (sleep? Depression? Who knows?) affects both how well it works and how aware I am that it is or is not working. (being on edge is not awareness, since so much can cause that!)
Not being v good with patience. Btw, still hate transition states. And I'm in at least two right now. Chipper helps, though!
Mrow. Keep being stuck w/essays. Makes me wonder if the same mental muscles are used for my writing as for my body language parsing. Or at least both are affected by tired.
Darned foot! Want to be able to do my stretchy yoga again!!!
Blah. Also want to feel like I actually sleep well, vs sleeping enough to function.
Well, hopefully, sleep now. Working on essay & going to therp tomorrow.
If you do not make it possible for me to control the characters solely with the keyboard, preferably with two sets of movement keys, one for each hand, it doesn't matter how fascinating your premise, story, or gameplay is. My wrist won't let me play.
I doubt I'm the only computer game player with rsi problems. Perhaps you should invest in a usability expert?
Via the_xtina, Coping with less or non-feminist people without having no friends at all. I also really liked the following quote:
"If I can’t identify the importance of my limits, my boundaries, my needs, I find I also tend to dismiss other people’s stated preferences. As in, “Well, I don’t have the luxury of giving up, so I don’t see why you do.” My expectations are my own, and they apply to nobody but me."
So... I kind of forgot that pasta isn't really me food, as I end up thoroughly unsatisfied and out of sorts within a couple hours.
Also, I'd been not noticing/ignoring signals to add electrolytes to my water (mainly, that water is boring and I don't want it even when sweating and/or thirsty).
This combines v poorly with my phone's insistance that I had full signal - and indeed was able to do things online - while apparently refusing metahacker's texts & calls, during a time we had specifically going to have a call. I could maybe, y'know, have tried calling him before we were both frustrated and upset about the lack of communication. Didn't occur to me. And it has been true before - when low signal was a visible issue - that I could call him fine.
Got to my campsite, and upon being confronted with yet another place where I would be setting up camp only to tear it down in the morning, that I nearly refused to set it up. I didn't go try to find a hotel bc I had already paid (& overpaid due to lack of change) for my camp, and hunting for a hotel would also be effort. But I hate being drenched with dried sweat! (this is much of why I failed to camp in New Mexico, in addition to the fact that I got in the habit of finding amazingly cheap hotels) And the bugs are bugging me! And there's annoying & loud people who I suspect are camping near me.
I should probably have hunted for a free place to camp, but see grumpy & out of sorts for food and electrolytes and phone reasons. And I'd already found this place.
I'm also grumpy/out of sorts bc I will probably be going over budget for the road trip portion of my trip. Likely due to excessive hotel use & various souveniers. (I don't regret souveniers or things I did that I am unlikely to do again, even though they contribute a lot to the cost of this trip) But still, grumpy. Esp since there's still more to this after the southwest!
(yes, I probably should have expected over budget; it's wicked hard to budget for a complete unknown!)
Wow. Complainy today! Not good sleep last night, and iPhoto may have eaten my photos from yesterday in Sunset Crater & that other nearby monument, as well as the arborium.
To be way more positive, I watched a couple adorable bear cubs and three wolf cubs at Bearizona. :)
This 'having my phone slowly lose service only to reset every 30 min or so' thing is really getting old. I'd rather just have no service!
Also, I need to obtain an external harddrive or believe that the copies of my photos on flickr are good enough and start purging things off my drive that are on flickr. I have less than half a gig of space left on my harddrive. My camera cards are both 2 g. You see the problem?
I'm lonely tonight, possibly related to second day of oogy stomach (probably not helped by the amount of fruit I eat right after shopping because it'll go bad, nor by ice cream with dinner that was too much food, if also very tasty).
Slow internets do not help with lonely. I think I may also be running into OMG I've been on the road and seen no one I know for over a month now! It's... a little odd, and unsurprising, to send out billions of postcards with very little ackowledgement. Feels like talking to the wind, even though I know they are appreciated. And yes, my handwriting plus a smudgy pen is a bad combination!