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Oct. 8th, 2007 01:38 pmI have had a perfectly lovely weekend. I did lots of dancing - oh, God, I missed dancing - and I did lots of work and I watched Robin Hood and nested throughout the house madly because I may be the only one that cleans but I actually find it therapeutic to do so, so, you know, can't complain.
However. The next few days are very, very bad days for me. I have got to somehow get a presentation finished in the next twelve hours and make it honours standard (whatever that is), watch all of Braveheart sober and read up on the fucking thing as well, go to work, sort out DocSoc stuff, look forlornly at the postbox that should contain my internet and my Amazon order for uni stuff but doesn't due to the bloody postal strike and somehow I have to do this all on a period. My mum is also going into hospital tomorrow for an operation, so I'm feeling pretty twitchy about that as well despite my constant internal reassurances of "It's fine! It's fine!" It should be fine, but, you know, comtrary to common opinion I quite like my Mum (admittingly from a distance of about 200 miles a lot better) and I am worried.
I am trying to be nice and calm and logical about all this, but don't push me, because I may go mad and try and kill you, possibly with my copy of The Shorter Pepys whilst shouting "I'LL GIVE YOU FUCKING FREEEEEEEDDDDDOOOOOOOMMMMMMM!"
However. The next few days are very, very bad days for me. I have got to somehow get a presentation finished in the next twelve hours and make it honours standard (whatever that is), watch all of Braveheart sober and read up on the fucking thing as well, go to work, sort out DocSoc stuff, look forlornly at the postbox that should contain my internet and my Amazon order for uni stuff but doesn't due to the bloody postal strike and somehow I have to do this all on a period. My mum is also going into hospital tomorrow for an operation, so I'm feeling pretty twitchy about that as well despite my constant internal reassurances of "It's fine! It's fine!" It should be fine, but, you know, comtrary to common opinion I quite like my Mum (admittingly from a distance of about 200 miles a lot better) and I am worried.
I am trying to be nice and calm and logical about all this, but don't push me, because I may go mad and try and kill you, possibly with my copy of The Shorter Pepys whilst shouting "I'LL GIVE YOU FUCKING FREEEEEEEDDDDDOOOOOOOMMMMMMM!"
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Date: 2007-10-08 01:04 pm (UTC)...
Yep.
That's about it.]
[And yet I'm strangely fond of the movie in a big epic swords and sandals and Fighting To Avenge Their Lost Loves sort of way a la Gladiator.]
Anyhow. *great big snuggly hugs* and I hope the days work out fine for you :X.
ALSO, even though this might come across as weird, with regards to the period things, have you got a mooncup? 'Cause I know some people get all weird about them but they sell them in some branches of Boots and I'd *really* recommend them after trying them out myself. I was like, the queen of inconvienient periods (you can bet your ass the one day I'm in white knickers and invited to a party; ftumpch), but I got one of them on a whim to try out and I swear to god, no leaks, you can leave them in for ages without the EW SMELL of pads or ARGH TSS of tampons, and really, they make cramps the only bad things about periods at all.
Just 'cause, I know there's probably a ton of girls out there like me who have a hell of a time juggling pads and tampons and things, and having a mooncup just means one less hassle.
<3!
[also, with the presentation thingit, I should be online later tonight and if you want to upload a copy somewhere for me to give a quick proofread or something I'd be totally willing to check it out for you if you drop me a comment and a link ^^]
You know, anything to help out. And I'll pray for your mum, she'll undoubtedly be fine though, mine was vomiting all day yesterday but she's perked up and actually started eating things today so :).
*hugs*
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Date: 2007-10-09 03:52 am (UTC)