I have another blog, elsewhere, and when I remember to update that one I forget to update this one, and vice versa.
No, you can't have the other blog address, it's private. Well, not *private*, but...I guess anonymous? No, that's not quite right either. Separate, that's the word. It's the only place where I don't have to be That Girl, and I'm not sharing it with any of my RL friends.
Sheesh, I'm not getting my words out very well. I'm very tired, and hormone overload isn't helping. Today I had to go into town, and my hands and feet were unbelievably swollen and painful by the time I got home. Normally I can walk for hours with very few problems, but not at this time of month. (Year?) James, your idea of raw superfoods and a basically vegan diet is sounding better and better to me. I've never been very good at giving everything up at once, though. I find that I start out with good intentions, and then I'm climbing the walls with frustration after a week. So I do a little bit at a time. Today is day 24 - I think - of the no-potato-crisp diet. For all of you who've been reading this, you'll know that potato chips are my main dietary indulgence, so I'm pretty proud of myself. And to be honest, it wasn't as hard as I thought it would be. I do have days when I want something to nibble on that doesn't involve fruit or seeds, but I found that Taj cassava chips with chilli-lemon or chilli-jalapeno seasoning do the trick, and because cassava isn't as easily broken down as potato, I don't get the sugar rush that then leaves me feeling hellish afterwards.
I figure that after two or three months of no-chips, I'll cut out chocolate too. And then after a couple months of no-chips-or-chocolate, I'll try for bread. Maybe.
It's supposed to snow again tonight, and I STILL don't have anyone to go sledding with. If you want to go, drop me a line. It almost doesn't matter who you are - I want a snow buddy, dammit! :)
My new bed arrived yesterday, but I haven't set it up yet, because I can't sleep on it until I get a new, hypoallergenic, duvet. I'm not taking a chance on transferring allergens from my old bed to my new bed because I didn't wait to get new bedding. I got a mattress protector today, though, and some anti-allergen pillows last week, so I'm nearly set. And the room is nearly painted - I just have a small area of one wall to do the second coat on, and then the entire book alcove to paint. The book alcove is going to be a real pain in the ass, though - not only do I have to take 300-odd books off the shelves and find places for them, I have to take the shelves down, unscrew the brackets, paint behind them, and put them back up again. And to be honest, I don't even WANT them back up, not really, but until I find somewhere that'll loan me the money to buy bookshelves, I need the wall shelves that I have.
I suppose I could always NOT remove the brackets, but then when I DO buy the bookshelves, I'll be left with areas of the wall that aren't painted. And I just don't like doing a sloppy job on things - if I'm going to do it, I like to do it right.
These [picture was here but I shared it on a different post] are the bookcases I want, in case any of you are rolling in money. I did actually find one used one that's on sale for a very reasonable price, but I'd have to pick it up in Northampton. Anyone got a van and feel like driving me around? *grins*
And here is my bed [also shared on a different post], except mine is the ivory version. Oh, and I also got it a heck of a lot cheaper, in the sales. :)
As I mentioned, I went to town today, and bought a book on cat care. Two books, actually, although Mom's giving one of them to me for my birthday. Which reminds me, I need to buy some stuff for Mom's birthday too. Luckily I'm not quite as broke as I thought I was. I might even have the money for next semester's tuition. I hope I do, anyway, because I only have one class left of this semester.
Couldn't find the duvet, though, so I'll have to go Homebase tomorrow. Egh. I also need some melamine paint, so I can paint the old vanity and bedside table that I've had since I was seven, and maybe give them a new lease of life. Ideally, I'd get two new bedside tables, to match the bookcases, but that'll have to wait until I can see if the bank will extend my loan. I'll have paid it all off in August, so I suppose it wouldn't be too horrendous to have another couple of months on top of it, if it means I could get some nice furniture.
I also have my eye on a second-hand Canon PowerShot S31S, which CeX has in their cabinet for a very good price. (Or did last week, anyway.) Hmm...tuition or a camera? Both, if I can get the money. Which I should be able to, by taking on some extra work (I know, *more* extra work - and I'm already working 50-hour weeks most weeks) and not spending money on frivolous things.
Bear in mind I shall take it as a personal insult if you use the information I just gave you to go and buy that particular camera for yourself. :P
Always comes back to money. *sighs* I am trying to be good, though. Most of the things I've bought of late have been, well, perhaps not strictly necessary to my survival, but pretty high up on the "needs" list.
Mom and I went to see the specialist the other day, and he said that she may not need the spine operation. They're going to try nerve blockers first. And he also said that there's no chance of the spinal cord just randomly snapping, so at least I can put that fear out of my head. It's true that I've never HEARD of a spinal cord snapping suddenly, so I should have been able to dismiss it as complete balls, but somehow when a doctor says something to me I tend to take it seriously, even when it doesn't sound plausible. Hell, the last doctor said it to *Mom*, so it's possible that she misheard him or misunderstood him, and he didn't say it at all. In which case I've been worrying completely unnecessarily. Although it has stopped me from letting her lift stuff, which I suppose is a good thing. *shrugs*
The dating thing is not going spectacularly well; most of the guys who are asking me out are either over 40 (much too old, especially considering I still feel 16 half the time) or can't write a coherent sentence. I'm not a grammar nazi by any means, but you should at least be able to make yourself understood when you're writing to someone.
Mind you, this note is so garbled you probably haven't been able to make much sense out of it. I'm not sleeping as much as I should be, and my linguistic skills have suffered. I mis-spelled "exception" the other day. I was reading my post in a friend's blog, and I kept staring at it, thinking, "there's something not quite right about that", but it took me about ten minutes to figure out what it was. *rolls eyes*
So anyway, I'm gonna go and catch an hour's nap, and maybe eat some nuts and seeds or something...some sort of brain food, anyway. I'll catch up with you guys later.
*hugs*
No, you can't have the other blog address, it's private. Well, not *private*, but...I guess anonymous? No, that's not quite right either. Separate, that's the word. It's the only place where I don't have to be That Girl, and I'm not sharing it with any of my RL friends.
Sheesh, I'm not getting my words out very well. I'm very tired, and hormone overload isn't helping. Today I had to go into town, and my hands and feet were unbelievably swollen and painful by the time I got home. Normally I can walk for hours with very few problems, but not at this time of month. (Year?) James, your idea of raw superfoods and a basically vegan diet is sounding better and better to me. I've never been very good at giving everything up at once, though. I find that I start out with good intentions, and then I'm climbing the walls with frustration after a week. So I do a little bit at a time. Today is day 24 - I think - of the no-potato-crisp diet. For all of you who've been reading this, you'll know that potato chips are my main dietary indulgence, so I'm pretty proud of myself. And to be honest, it wasn't as hard as I thought it would be. I do have days when I want something to nibble on that doesn't involve fruit or seeds, but I found that Taj cassava chips with chilli-lemon or chilli-jalapeno seasoning do the trick, and because cassava isn't as easily broken down as potato, I don't get the sugar rush that then leaves me feeling hellish afterwards.
I figure that after two or three months of no-chips, I'll cut out chocolate too. And then after a couple months of no-chips-or-chocolate, I'll try for bread. Maybe.
It's supposed to snow again tonight, and I STILL don't have anyone to go sledding with. If you want to go, drop me a line. It almost doesn't matter who you are - I want a snow buddy, dammit! :)
My new bed arrived yesterday, but I haven't set it up yet, because I can't sleep on it until I get a new, hypoallergenic, duvet. I'm not taking a chance on transferring allergens from my old bed to my new bed because I didn't wait to get new bedding. I got a mattress protector today, though, and some anti-allergen pillows last week, so I'm nearly set. And the room is nearly painted - I just have a small area of one wall to do the second coat on, and then the entire book alcove to paint. The book alcove is going to be a real pain in the ass, though - not only do I have to take 300-odd books off the shelves and find places for them, I have to take the shelves down, unscrew the brackets, paint behind them, and put them back up again. And to be honest, I don't even WANT them back up, not really, but until I find somewhere that'll loan me the money to buy bookshelves, I need the wall shelves that I have.
I suppose I could always NOT remove the brackets, but then when I DO buy the bookshelves, I'll be left with areas of the wall that aren't painted. And I just don't like doing a sloppy job on things - if I'm going to do it, I like to do it right.
These [picture was here but I shared it on a different post] are the bookcases I want, in case any of you are rolling in money. I did actually find one used one that's on sale for a very reasonable price, but I'd have to pick it up in Northampton. Anyone got a van and feel like driving me around? *grins*
And here is my bed [also shared on a different post], except mine is the ivory version. Oh, and I also got it a heck of a lot cheaper, in the sales. :)
As I mentioned, I went to town today, and bought a book on cat care. Two books, actually, although Mom's giving one of them to me for my birthday. Which reminds me, I need to buy some stuff for Mom's birthday too. Luckily I'm not quite as broke as I thought I was. I might even have the money for next semester's tuition. I hope I do, anyway, because I only have one class left of this semester.
Couldn't find the duvet, though, so I'll have to go Homebase tomorrow. Egh. I also need some melamine paint, so I can paint the old vanity and bedside table that I've had since I was seven, and maybe give them a new lease of life. Ideally, I'd get two new bedside tables, to match the bookcases, but that'll have to wait until I can see if the bank will extend my loan. I'll have paid it all off in August, so I suppose it wouldn't be too horrendous to have another couple of months on top of it, if it means I could get some nice furniture.
I also have my eye on a second-hand Canon PowerShot S31S, which CeX has in their cabinet for a very good price. (Or did last week, anyway.) Hmm...tuition or a camera? Both, if I can get the money. Which I should be able to, by taking on some extra work (I know, *more* extra work - and I'm already working 50-hour weeks most weeks) and not spending money on frivolous things.
Bear in mind I shall take it as a personal insult if you use the information I just gave you to go and buy that particular camera for yourself. :P
Always comes back to money. *sighs* I am trying to be good, though. Most of the things I've bought of late have been, well, perhaps not strictly necessary to my survival, but pretty high up on the "needs" list.
Mom and I went to see the specialist the other day, and he said that she may not need the spine operation. They're going to try nerve blockers first. And he also said that there's no chance of the spinal cord just randomly snapping, so at least I can put that fear out of my head. It's true that I've never HEARD of a spinal cord snapping suddenly, so I should have been able to dismiss it as complete balls, but somehow when a doctor says something to me I tend to take it seriously, even when it doesn't sound plausible. Hell, the last doctor said it to *Mom*, so it's possible that she misheard him or misunderstood him, and he didn't say it at all. In which case I've been worrying completely unnecessarily. Although it has stopped me from letting her lift stuff, which I suppose is a good thing. *shrugs*
The dating thing is not going spectacularly well; most of the guys who are asking me out are either over 40 (much too old, especially considering I still feel 16 half the time) or can't write a coherent sentence. I'm not a grammar nazi by any means, but you should at least be able to make yourself understood when you're writing to someone.
Mind you, this note is so garbled you probably haven't been able to make much sense out of it. I'm not sleeping as much as I should be, and my linguistic skills have suffered. I mis-spelled "exception" the other day. I was reading my post in a friend's blog, and I kept staring at it, thinking, "there's something not quite right about that", but it took me about ten minutes to figure out what it was. *rolls eyes*
So anyway, I'm gonna go and catch an hour's nap, and maybe eat some nuts and seeds or something...some sort of brain food, anyway. I'll catch up with you guys later.
*hugs*
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