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i've been on a john zorn kick, much to justin's dismay. i guess he's a bit of an acquired taste. i think naked city is easily one of the most amazing albums ever created.
i'm sick. i've had a fever for about a week. not like a major fever, like a degree and a half. newdoc™ thinks i have another ovarian cyst brewing. that'll be a fun thing to have burst in the middle of class. it's like my body knows i'm going back to school so its like "oh, time to get sick now!" i slept all day until the bar started getting louder around 9. it's been too loud to go back to sleep, not that i haven't desperately wanted to. about another half hour and i can crawl back into bed. i've got some fun health stuff going on as usual, but i'm determined not to let it ruin my last chance at finishing my bachelors.
we're moving back to kent soon. we sign the lease this weekend, no actual move in date yet, but i know it's before the 1st. it's a cute little house tucked away off of a main road, far enough from downtown kent that we don't have to deal with that mess but close enough that i won't have a commute to class. wood floors, justin and i will both have our own offices, a giant bedroom, giant basement for his mancave and a big 'ol kitchen for me (i know that sounds sexist as fuck, but believe me, i LOVE the kitchen. i cook the hell outta some food, i tell you what). small yard, small storage shed, cats allowed. i'm just looking forward to getting the hell out of this toxic hell hole. the area, the people, the bar, the mold - my health and my mind can't take much more.
its strange to think that almost a year ago is when everything in my life just got flipped upside down and every single aspect changed. i've not really found comfortable footing since then, not that i was on comfortable footing then anyhow. i just burned out. i knew i would, i saw it coming. i'm just hoping that this hiatus has been enough to recharge and help me get my shit together. i remember how lost and defeated i felt when i moved back to kent last time, and how i hit the ground running and beat the shit out of life. i'm hoping that's what happens this time. i just need to figure out what went wrong last time and make sure it doesn't happen again.
i think the bar might finally be closing. i'm going to attempt to go back to bed. i've only slept 19 hours today, heh. fuck being sick.
i'm sick. i've had a fever for about a week. not like a major fever, like a degree and a half. newdoc™ thinks i have another ovarian cyst brewing. that'll be a fun thing to have burst in the middle of class. it's like my body knows i'm going back to school so its like "oh, time to get sick now!" i slept all day until the bar started getting louder around 9. it's been too loud to go back to sleep, not that i haven't desperately wanted to. about another half hour and i can crawl back into bed. i've got some fun health stuff going on as usual, but i'm determined not to let it ruin my last chance at finishing my bachelors.
we're moving back to kent soon. we sign the lease this weekend, no actual move in date yet, but i know it's before the 1st. it's a cute little house tucked away off of a main road, far enough from downtown kent that we don't have to deal with that mess but close enough that i won't have a commute to class. wood floors, justin and i will both have our own offices, a giant bedroom, giant basement for his mancave and a big 'ol kitchen for me (i know that sounds sexist as fuck, but believe me, i LOVE the kitchen. i cook the hell outta some food, i tell you what). small yard, small storage shed, cats allowed. i'm just looking forward to getting the hell out of this toxic hell hole. the area, the people, the bar, the mold - my health and my mind can't take much more.
its strange to think that almost a year ago is when everything in my life just got flipped upside down and every single aspect changed. i've not really found comfortable footing since then, not that i was on comfortable footing then anyhow. i just burned out. i knew i would, i saw it coming. i'm just hoping that this hiatus has been enough to recharge and help me get my shit together. i remember how lost and defeated i felt when i moved back to kent last time, and how i hit the ground running and beat the shit out of life. i'm hoping that's what happens this time. i just need to figure out what went wrong last time and make sure it doesn't happen again.
i think the bar might finally be closing. i'm going to attempt to go back to bed. i've only slept 19 hours today, heh. fuck being sick.