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urbandruid) wrote2005-08-24 05:35 am
urbandruid) wrote2005-08-24 05:35 am
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AWOL, sorta: stressed-out druid (with cane)
I gotta get me some new icons... or be able to use the other ones I have uploaded. *sigh*
But anyway. We gave our notice on the apartment yesterday, escrow for the house closes on the 20-something of September (too unawake right now to remember exactly when)... We're in for it now, and all. And I'm still trying to settle in to school, and get through the stress of the first couple weeks.. One of these would probably drive me nuts. Both... are turning me into a stressed-out mess, with too much to do, not enough time to do it in...
You'll notice I've been quieter lately, not posting here as much, answering tags and comments as fast, or writing as many posts for my other great obsession. It's gonna get worse before it gets better. And it's not that I don't love you guys, because I really do, but- like I said, I have all this moving crap to do, and they still expect me to do the normal going to class stuff at the same time, too, which I can never figure out- don't I get a break from classes so I can move? Anyway... ugh, I'm so tired, I didn't get enough sleep last night, and my brain's still kind of fuzzy here... What was I saying? Right. It's not that I don't love you all, because I really do, but there's stuff I have to get done that can't wait, so I'm going to be a little scarce lately. And exhausted. And stressed. And probably depressed, when the stress builds up enough- My psych teacher says there is a correlation, which I didn't know, but makes absolute sense if you think about it.
So, all the stuff I should be doing, or promised anyone I would do, I will do. Just probably not as quickly as I'd be able to do it if I wasn't moving in (OMG Ahhh! *Home Alone face*) about a month, give or take a day. Plus there is the school thing, and the thing where I want to know if it'd be possible to make freshmen-hunting legal, just to thin out the population a little, and the part where I'm still expected to do school crap, and OMG what is my Stats teacher smoking, NO ONE should be that freaking perky about math at his age...
And all I really want to do is sit back, relax, write more Moody/Penny fic and more Jack/Irina fic, pass my classes, and enjoy the last two seasons of Buffy the Vampire Slayer I have on DVD and have not had time to watch. Oh yeah, and be in the new house, without the packing thing, or the cleaning up the old apartment thing, or, gods know, the unpacking thing, where the most common words in the house for ages will be "Hey, have you seen...?"/"Can you remember where we packed...?"
On the other hand, when we gave notice yesterday, the manager told us a couple cool things. Namely, they are replacing our horrible carpet after we move, which is great- this stuff is so bad, we had water leaking out of an ice chest once- just water, mind you- and it sunk into the crappy excuse for a carpet pad and stained. No shit. They're also going to repaint, and replace the craptastic linolium. Yay! This means we don't have to obsessivly clean stuff that is very hard to clean, and I have to tell you, Mom's been a lot calmer since we found out she doesn't have to try so hard to get the water stain out of the carpet from Hell in 3D.
I got a bit confused about the dates, and thought next Monday was Labor Day. Bah, I wish. I was all excited, thinking, okay, get through this week and you have all this time before you have to go back to class again. And I do. After next week.
And I really, really need more t-shirts with rude phrases on them, the ones I have are too polite. Probably time to find a pair of ear plugs and go to the mall. I need clothes in general, really, jeans are getting pretty worn out and all, but I hate clothes shopping so much I'll put it off as long as possible. I really have to be in the right mood to deal with the teenyboppers and the skater guys and all the rest of those idiots who don't seem to do anything but walk up and down the mall, giggling and staring at the blind girl, because OMG teh strangeness of it all... and hey wow, look, what's that white thing she's got, kinda looks like a cane...
They're staring, I know they see me... but do you think they can get the fuck out of the way? Hell no.
That's okay, though. I'll hit 'em if I have to. Not hard, you understand- well, okay, let me qualify that. Not hard, most of the time, unless they are really horribly obnoxious and deserve it- but just hard enough to get the point across. "Oh my God I am SO sorry, I didn't see you there!" At which point the connection is usually made- hey, how about that- cane, blind person.
Though my personal favorite is still, "Hey, watch where you're- Oh. Sorry."
Anyway, I suppose I and my cane, and my backpack carrying my own weight in textbooks, ought to finish getting ready to go now... at the speed I seem to be moving this morning, that's gonna take at least another half hour. Bah...
But anyway. We gave our notice on the apartment yesterday, escrow for the house closes on the 20-something of September (too unawake right now to remember exactly when)... We're in for it now, and all. And I'm still trying to settle in to school, and get through the stress of the first couple weeks.. One of these would probably drive me nuts. Both... are turning me into a stressed-out mess, with too much to do, not enough time to do it in...
You'll notice I've been quieter lately, not posting here as much, answering tags and comments as fast, or writing as many posts for my other great obsession. It's gonna get worse before it gets better. And it's not that I don't love you guys, because I really do, but- like I said, I have all this moving crap to do, and they still expect me to do the normal going to class stuff at the same time, too, which I can never figure out- don't I get a break from classes so I can move? Anyway... ugh, I'm so tired, I didn't get enough sleep last night, and my brain's still kind of fuzzy here... What was I saying? Right. It's not that I don't love you all, because I really do, but there's stuff I have to get done that can't wait, so I'm going to be a little scarce lately. And exhausted. And stressed. And probably depressed, when the stress builds up enough- My psych teacher says there is a correlation, which I didn't know, but makes absolute sense if you think about it.
So, all the stuff I should be doing, or promised anyone I would do, I will do. Just probably not as quickly as I'd be able to do it if I wasn't moving in (OMG Ahhh! *Home Alone face*) about a month, give or take a day. Plus there is the school thing, and the thing where I want to know if it'd be possible to make freshmen-hunting legal, just to thin out the population a little, and the part where I'm still expected to do school crap, and OMG what is my Stats teacher smoking, NO ONE should be that freaking perky about math at his age...
And all I really want to do is sit back, relax, write more Moody/Penny fic and more Jack/Irina fic, pass my classes, and enjoy the last two seasons of Buffy the Vampire Slayer I have on DVD and have not had time to watch. Oh yeah, and be in the new house, without the packing thing, or the cleaning up the old apartment thing, or, gods know, the unpacking thing, where the most common words in the house for ages will be "Hey, have you seen...?"/"Can you remember where we packed...?"
On the other hand, when we gave notice yesterday, the manager told us a couple cool things. Namely, they are replacing our horrible carpet after we move, which is great- this stuff is so bad, we had water leaking out of an ice chest once- just water, mind you- and it sunk into the crappy excuse for a carpet pad and stained. No shit. They're also going to repaint, and replace the craptastic linolium. Yay! This means we don't have to obsessivly clean stuff that is very hard to clean, and I have to tell you, Mom's been a lot calmer since we found out she doesn't have to try so hard to get the water stain out of the carpet from Hell in 3D.
I got a bit confused about the dates, and thought next Monday was Labor Day. Bah, I wish. I was all excited, thinking, okay, get through this week and you have all this time before you have to go back to class again. And I do. After next week.
And I really, really need more t-shirts with rude phrases on them, the ones I have are too polite. Probably time to find a pair of ear plugs and go to the mall. I need clothes in general, really, jeans are getting pretty worn out and all, but I hate clothes shopping so much I'll put it off as long as possible. I really have to be in the right mood to deal with the teenyboppers and the skater guys and all the rest of those idiots who don't seem to do anything but walk up and down the mall, giggling and staring at the blind girl, because OMG teh strangeness of it all... and hey wow, look, what's that white thing she's got, kinda looks like a cane...
They're staring, I know they see me... but do you think they can get the fuck out of the way? Hell no.
That's okay, though. I'll hit 'em if I have to. Not hard, you understand- well, okay, let me qualify that. Not hard, most of the time, unless they are really horribly obnoxious and deserve it- but just hard enough to get the point across. "Oh my God I am SO sorry, I didn't see you there!" At which point the connection is usually made- hey, how about that- cane, blind person.
Though my personal favorite is still, "Hey, watch where you're- Oh. Sorry."
Anyway, I suppose I and my cane, and my backpack carrying my own weight in textbooks, ought to finish getting ready to go now... at the speed I seem to be moving this morning, that's gonna take at least another half hour. Bah...
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Figured it was something like that -- moving stress is bad enough without the rest of it to go along! Hell, our kitchen is still in the middle room. It's been a while since the exterminators, but it's too fucking hot, and we're too tired when we get home to want to stuff cans and bottles and stuff back on shelves. Bah.
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(Ignore the fact that I still have unpacked boxes and bags from the last time that I moved in 1997.)
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HA. YES. SO THERE. Bastards.
*snuggles* Good to see you pop up from time to time, anyway.
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