Small annoyances
Tuesday, 10 December 2002 03:29 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
taimatsuI typed an immense email to Grim about an hour ago, with all the details of my new character. I tried to send it, and discovered the mail session had timed out and I could not retrieve my work. I managed to suppress my boiling rage. Just.
I have a weird, nasty taste which fills my mouth when I suck on one particular tooth with my tongue. This makes me worry lots. I should have gone to the dentist months ago, but I don't like them much.
It is now very, very cold out, and I am working at the clinic reception desk. Stupid people (mainly the students) keep leaving the bloody door open. What do they think I am, an ice-cube? Someone said they saw an icicle when out buying lunch. I like snow, but I really don't like any of the rest of winter. Cold and me don't mix well. I get cramps and tension in the muscles between my ribs, which makes it hard to breathe. On the plus side, I have found my purple gloves, so I have warmish hands when I go out.
I made the mistake of washing my hair late last night and then going to sleep with it balled up in a bun. It looked really weird this morning, and was still damp. I have it nearly loose today, just tucked in two bar slides above my ears, and it has dried, well, passable.
I must do cleaning and the cleaning rota and washing up and laundry and things tonight, I really must. Washing and the kitchen especially. I have no clothes.
I am eating too much junk food, and not doing any exercise. I am debating New Year's resolutions about losing weight. I want to wear really nice clothes again; I don't want to keep going to Monsoon and Top Shop all prepared to spend money on things that fit and look good and find that the tops I really like only seem to go up to size 12. I want to look at my hips and feel 'right size' instead of doing bizarre positive-thinking affirmations and reminding myself how I'm not actually that huge, really. I *know* I'm not, but I am larger than I healthily should be, and larger than I would like to be.
I guess I should try to learn to cycle instead of trying to learn to drive *sigh*
Have I turned into Bridget Jones yet? No, I can't have done, she spent most of the books not having a boyfriend, hah. Not that I should in any way support such a heterosexist moo moo neigh baa. I realised after reading a random column on Salon.com that I could so easily be classified as a 'Lesbian Until Graduation' (someone once suggested to me that that description was appropriate, and I was really offended) and it rather annoys me. The fact that once one settles down, or considers it, with someone of the opposite gender, people automatically assume one's previous involvement with members of the same sex was 'just a phase'... grr. Maybe I'm getting annoyed over something that will never happen, but still...
I have a weird, nasty taste which fills my mouth when I suck on one particular tooth with my tongue. This makes me worry lots. I should have gone to the dentist months ago, but I don't like them much.
It is now very, very cold out, and I am working at the clinic reception desk. Stupid people (mainly the students) keep leaving the bloody door open. What do they think I am, an ice-cube? Someone said they saw an icicle when out buying lunch. I like snow, but I really don't like any of the rest of winter. Cold and me don't mix well. I get cramps and tension in the muscles between my ribs, which makes it hard to breathe. On the plus side, I have found my purple gloves, so I have warmish hands when I go out.
I made the mistake of washing my hair late last night and then going to sleep with it balled up in a bun. It looked really weird this morning, and was still damp. I have it nearly loose today, just tucked in two bar slides above my ears, and it has dried, well, passable.
I must do cleaning and the cleaning rota and washing up and laundry and things tonight, I really must. Washing and the kitchen especially. I have no clothes.
I am eating too much junk food, and not doing any exercise. I am debating New Year's resolutions about losing weight. I want to wear really nice clothes again; I don't want to keep going to Monsoon and Top Shop all prepared to spend money on things that fit and look good and find that the tops I really like only seem to go up to size 12. I want to look at my hips and feel 'right size' instead of doing bizarre positive-thinking affirmations and reminding myself how I'm not actually that huge, really. I *know* I'm not, but I am larger than I healthily should be, and larger than I would like to be.
I guess I should try to learn to cycle instead of trying to learn to drive *sigh*
Have I turned into Bridget Jones yet? No, I can't have done, she spent most of the books not having a boyfriend, hah. Not that I should in any way support such a heterosexist moo moo neigh baa. I realised after reading a random column on Salon.com that I could so easily be classified as a 'Lesbian Until Graduation' (someone once suggested to me that that description was appropriate, and I was really offended) and it rather annoys me. The fact that once one settles down, or considers it, with someone of the opposite gender, people automatically assume one's previous involvement with members of the same sex was 'just a phase'... grr. Maybe I'm getting annoyed over something that will never happen, but still...
RE: mail stuff
Date: Wednesday, 11 December 2002 04:39 pm (UTC)Re: mail stuff
Date: Thursday, 12 December 2002 01:11 am (UTC)