Love In The Asylum

Bleargh, I still have the plague. I am...not as much feeling better as getting to the place where I can still the possibility of better on the distant horizon. Maybe tomorrow I will start to feel like a human being again. I even begged off the commitment of working for my grandma tomorrow - even if I am feeling better I don't think I'll be up to doing that much, and my uncle would probably just try to quarantine me anyway so I don't breathe around Tiny Cousin. Whatever. I shall continue to lay about and play with my cookbook software instead.

Since I don't have the wherewithal for real content, here's a meme colourofsaying tagged me with.

♔ If you've been tagged, you must write your answers in your own LJ and replace any question that you dislike with a new question.
♔ Tag eight people. Don't refuse to do that. Don't tag who tagged you.

(Not tagging anyone, because that's too much work. Blah.)


1. What song are you currently addicted to?
Jonathan Coulton's The Princess Who Saved Herself. And Shawn Hlookoff's She Could Be You. ...shut up. I marathoned Kyle XY last week and it's a really addicting melody after awhile.

2. What books are you currently reading?
I've been working this summer on reading/rereading ever book Tamora Pierce has ever written. Right now I'm on The Woman Who Rides Like A Man and Bloodhound. I've never read the Beka Cooper books; I like them a lot more than I was anticipating, given that I'm not overly enamoured of first person. But it's good! I'm also reading TA Barron's Lost Years of Merlin series and McKillip's In The Forests of Serre. Non-fiction wise, I'm reading Francesca de Grandis' Goddess Initiation, very slowly.

3. What was the last movie you saw?
Iron Man 2 at the dollar theater on Sunday with my mom and the boyfriend. Still as fun as the first time. RDJ remains painfully hot in little hoodies and elbow sleeves. Before that, Despicable Me, which was precious

4. Anise or cinnamon?
Anise and cinnamon together! Mmmm, bizcochitos.

5. Cats or dogs?
Both! I just love animals, and we've always had both. But I don't think I'm responsible enough for a dog, so I'll probably be a cat person while I'm single.

6. What's your current fandom/obsession/addiction?
You may have noticed, but I cannot stop talking about Doctor Who. Aaaaah, I love Eleven SO MUCH. The new Sherlock series on BBC is impressing me with how quick the fandom's taken off, given we only got three episodes. Wonderful porn, but it needs more h/c. I'm also horrendously addicted right now to a Korean drama called Life is Beautiful - it's about a huge extended family that runs a hotel/diving tours on Jeju Island. There are approximately 11 million main characters and I am massively invested in all of them. But especially the serious oldest son, who is a) incredibly gorgeous and b) has the show's main dramatic arc, which is about the family trying to marry him off while he tries to keep them from finding out that he is gay and in a relationship with his photographer friend. I keep meaning to do an epic picspam post about how Tae Sub/Kyung Soo is the greatest thing ever and you should all watch this, but I haven't gotten around to it.

7. What's your favorite character/band member/actor etc?
Not sure I have one...I don't tend to notice actors or singers much. But I do love David Tennant and John Barrowman. And Sandra Oh. And Vienna Teng!

8. What side of the bed do you sleep on?
I either sprawl across the entire bed, or end up jammed in the corner closest the wall in a little curled up ball. I am an action sleeper.

9. What was the last thing you bought?
shampoo and leave-in conditioner at the health food store.

10. Would you rather date a good singer, or a good cook?
A good singer. I like people to be impressed with my cooking. And I can't sing at all, so I'm always really in awe of people who can keep in tune and have it sound good.

11. If you could only listen to one band or singer for the rest of your life who would it be?
Dar Williams, maybe. Heather Alexander. Seanan Mcguire. Any of my favorite female singers who have written a lot of songs, so I wouldn't get bored of the same songs over and over.

12. What do you do to change your mood?
I bake. Or watch mindless, fun television where nothing permanently bad happens. Or meditate, if I'm really upset and need to recollect.

13. What was the last meal you ate?
Leftover taquitas. I can't usually eat when I'm sick, so I've just been picking at whatever's in the fridge.

14. Do you want to learn another language?
I would like to re-learn Chinese, since I don't really remember any of it. And I'd like to learn Russian. And Welsh, although that will never happen.

15. Five things you can't live without.
books, the internet, my bed, my family, music
16. Find the closest book currently sitting near you and flip to page 54. What is the first sentence of the second paragraph?

"Chuang-tze, a classic writer on the Way of the Dao, tells of the life of a chef."

17. If you could go anywhere in the world right now, where would it be?
Right this second? Back to bed. The more general now? I would really like to visit London. I've never been to Europe, and that seems a good (and interesting!) place to start.

18. What are you looking forward to?
getting back to California and seeing my Stanford friends. Setting up house-keeping (and decorating with ridiculous posters!) in my new apartment. The Genre Fiction class I'm taking. :)

19. What is playing out of your speakers, right now?
Futurama clips. I've got too much of a headache still to focus on music, but dialogue is easier for some reason. And Futurama doesn't take a lot of work to enjoy.

 
Good:

1)  Finished my second short story for my fiction class, with an hour to spare before I have to go down and turn it in. Which is good because it takes fuck-all long to print 10 copies of a 15 page story. But I like how it turned out - it can definitely use some work, but that is what workshopping is for in the first place, and hey, a flawed draft of a story that can be fixed is 1000x better than a perfect story that still hasn't made it out of your head.

2) Got an email from the registrar confirming that my program proposal has been approved, so I am now Officially Officially an English major. Which, yeah, I didn't think there were going to be any problems, but it's nice to know for sure.

3) Signed up for Yuletide! It's my first year doing it, so I'm a little nervous. But there were a couple fandoms that I really wanted to have fic for (ie incredibly slashy books we've read in my lit classes this term), so I thought I'd give it a shot. We'll see how it goes!

Bad:

1) We just found out my cousin got his girlfriend pregnant. My cousin who hasn't worked at the same job for more than 8 months since he was fifteen. My cousin who has been on probation/drug counselling for the last four years. My cousin who right now is living in a shack with no electricity and no water. Yeah, I see this going great. 

2) Siiiiiiiick. I wrote my boss this morning and asked to change shifts from tonight because I thought I was coming down with something, and I am so glad I did that because now I feel like crap. Sore throat, coughing, headache, low grade fever, the works. I am going to go turn my short story in, and read the couple of poems I have for my lit class, and then I am GOING TO BED. Or at least huddling under the covers and watching cartoons.

Sent my boss an email apologizing profusely for the fact that  will not be in to work today because I have the plague.

Stomach feels better but still pretty ooky. And my fever's down from 101.6 to 100.4. BUt now my head hurts. And my SKIN hurts. Fucking hate being sick.

GOING TO GO BACK TO BED AND DIE NOW.

Best decision I have made this year: bringing back with me to school a tabletop fan. THANK GOD FOR ELECTRIC FAN GOODNESS. And none of that 'taking the bus to Walmart in the middle of a heatwave in a failed attempt to procure one' nonsense from last year. Just my fan, sitting under my desk until I need to provide me with its wonderful fan-ly services.

...I don't handle heat very well. A bit odd, that, since I grew up in a desert, but hey, it's not like I was out camping on the mesa in June. We had houses. With swamp coolers! And sometimes even air conditioners! Unlike certain dorms on the campus of a certain university I may be attending...*glares* Apparently my part of California's in the midst of some high pressure thing that is causing the temperature to shoot up to obscene levels - it hit 90 degrees yesterday, and it's in the high 80s right now. Ridiculous. And absolutely wretched inside the buildings, even our room, which normally stays pretty cool. But I've got my fan set up on the dresser at the foot of my bed, basically blowing directly in my face, so I think I'll live.

The fact that our room feels like a greenhouse is really not helping me get over whatever crud I've got right now. D: I ended up not making it in to work yesterday - I was too wiped out after eating breakfast to even think about walking all the way to the Alumni Center, and four hours on the phone, considering how much yawning hurts right now, just seemed like a terrible idea. I did get caught up on all my reading last night, and I submitted the assignment I had due for my religions class, but I didn't go to that class or to lit. Just do not have the energy. Hopefully I'll feel better tomorrow, because I am not missing Japanese again no matter what.

If I don't fall asleep, I'll post some poetry later, to make up for slacking the last few days. ;D

GAH.

All I have wanted to do today is nap, and rest, and relax, and sleep, and now it's two in the morning and I can't fall asleep because it is way too hot in my room. Except it's 35 degrees outside and my dad turns the heat off at night, so I think it's just me. NOT ON. I think this is better than last night, when I thought I was freezing to death, but it's STILL FUCKING ANNOYING. And my head is still killing me.

*is sick and pathetic and whiny*

Argh, what the fuck? I thought I was over the plague, but apparently not, as I woke up this morning with a raspy, squeaky voice and a weird, painful sort of barking cough. DO NOT WANT. And I'm inclined to think it's the continuing saga of my epic cold from two weeks ago, rather than a new virus, because the congestion from before never went away and aside from the sore throat and the irritation that comes from trying to say hello and getting silence instead, I feel fine. Tired and stressed (yay midterms week!) but pretty much fine.

Man, if I'm not through with this soon, I am going to be so fed up with my immune system.

PS: the random insomnia does not help. Getting done with all my work so I can go to bed at decent hour for once accomplishes nothing if I then cannot fal asleep for an hour. EPIC FAIL.

On the bright side, html coding is /fun/. And someone in Scans_daily linked to the Iron Man DVD extras, which have, among other things, a screen test where Tony Stark basically tells a bunch of (male) marines that when they get back to the country they should drop by Stark Mansion for Fun Naked Times. And I am all for that, I really am.

Dear Immune System,

After nineteen years, I hoped we had some sort of mutual agreement worked out wherein I get all my shots and don't eat anything that has been on the floor for more than 3 seconds, and in turn you keep me from getting sick. So why do you attack completely innocuous pollen spores, making me miserable with allergies, and then fall down on the job and let me get sick every time I travel somewhere with more than 50 people? I know Yaoi-Con is taxing, but do we really need to get me sick the /second/ I get home? WTF immune system?
                                                                                                        No love,
                                                                                                                        me

I'm not sure I'm getting sick, but my throat hurts, I keep sneezing, and I feel all wobbly and off. And my tummy hurts. *sadface* I really don't want to get sick now - I have class all day tomorrow and then work training from 5 to 8 or 9. And I've still got class work to do, so no going to bed early. Gah.  This sucks.