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< discussion of being ill >
I have acquired sniffles, and the cough has gotten worse. Have been popping cough drops like they’re candy. Also drinking lots of water. Had orange juice with dinner. I was so cold the whole time i was at work, plus wondering if i was going to vomit, which is always charming. [Part of me wants to purge whatever’s in my system. Part of me registers the empty ache in my stomach and wishes i had some appetite–and some food with some nutritional value nearby.] Am cold again now in my room. Grr. Hopefully it’s just the drafty window. Also, lots of coughing, triggers the vomit reflex, which is not fun. Oh, and piercing head pains when i walk – this is new and fun. Thanks to
hedy for being a sweetheart and bringing me tea. At like 8:00 i was considering going to bed. Primal Scream is soon, and my window overlooks the parking lot, but dammit i’m going to bed now.
< /discussion of being ill >
On the positive side, i picked up my second Quashie paper and got an 82, which means i have a prayer of getting better than a C in that class.
when i need to wipe my face
i use the back of my hand
and i like to take up space
just because i can
and i use my dress
to wipe up my drink
i care less and less
what people think
and you are so lame
you always disappoint me
it's kinda like our running joke
but it's really not funny
i just want you to live up to
the image of you i create
i see you and i'm so unsatisfied
My Secret Slasha fic is coming along nicely, and i finally made my
btvs_santa fic assignment work (i like the pairing, but it was a detailed request, so i kept wanting to go in a direction that wouldn’t work with the given parameters ).
lilithchilde, should i expect you for lunch tomorrow?
The fam is picking me up Friday evening, just in case anyone was planning a surprise end of finals dinner for me... *laughs* (I return January 4, though *wink*wink*)
Apparently i’m turning into a giant bitch. [thought prompted by at least 2 comment threads] I am okay with this. See Ani quote above. I waste so much trying to say or do what i think people want or expect. I need to stop. I will not base my self-worth on the approval of other people.
I am a big fan of honesty. This of course, comes with responsibilities. You have to think about how people are going to take your words, and phrase accordingly. Think about when and how is an appropriate way to make your statement. You should be clear about whether you are interested in pursuing the discussion. You have to be able to back up what you say. You have to be able to admit when you are wrong. Be willing to clarify or rephrase so that people better understand what you intended. Don’t make personal attacks. I remain impressed that even in threads where i come across like a bitch, i have had rational discussion with people.
I am all about owning what you say. And please, call me on my shit. If you think i’m wrong or unclear or misleading or whatever, please call me on it, really.
*sings ASH’s “Owning My Mistakes”*
I have acquired sniffles, and the cough has gotten worse. Have been popping cough drops like they’re candy. Also drinking lots of water. Had orange juice with dinner. I was so cold the whole time i was at work, plus wondering if i was going to vomit, which is always charming. [Part of me wants to purge whatever’s in my system. Part of me registers the empty ache in my stomach and wishes i had some appetite–and some food with some nutritional value nearby.] Am cold again now in my room. Grr. Hopefully it’s just the drafty window. Also, lots of coughing, triggers the vomit reflex, which is not fun. Oh, and piercing head pains when i walk – this is new and fun. Thanks to
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< /discussion of being ill >
On the positive side, i picked up my second Quashie paper and got an 82, which means i have a prayer of getting better than a C in that class.
when i need to wipe my face
i use the back of my hand
and i like to take up space
just because i can
and i use my dress
to wipe up my drink
i care less and less
what people think
and you are so lame
you always disappoint me
it's kinda like our running joke
but it's really not funny
i just want you to live up to
the image of you i create
i see you and i'm so unsatisfied
My Secret Slasha fic is coming along nicely, and i finally made my
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The fam is picking me up Friday evening, just in case anyone was planning a surprise end of finals dinner for me... *laughs* (I return January 4, though *wink*wink*)
Apparently i’m turning into a giant bitch. [thought prompted by at least 2 comment threads] I am okay with this. See Ani quote above. I waste so much trying to say or do what i think people want or expect. I need to stop. I will not base my self-worth on the approval of other people.
I am a big fan of honesty. This of course, comes with responsibilities. You have to think about how people are going to take your words, and phrase accordingly. Think about when and how is an appropriate way to make your statement. You should be clear about whether you are interested in pursuing the discussion. You have to be able to back up what you say. You have to be able to admit when you are wrong. Be willing to clarify or rephrase so that people better understand what you intended. Don’t make personal attacks. I remain impressed that even in threads where i come across like a bitch, i have had rational discussion with people.
I am all about owning what you say. And please, call me on my shit. If you think i’m wrong or unclear or misleading or whatever, please call me on it, really.
*sings ASH’s “Owning My Mistakes”*
Re: life used to be life-like
Date: 2003-12-16 01:49 pm (UTC)