Ramblings of a total Zack girl

JUST A HEADS UP:


As of about fifteen minutes from now, I am going out of town for a couple of days. Middle Bro (the gay one? Idk, it's not my label for him in my head but probably that's how you know him, and anyway the information is relevant here) is going to college four hours away, and I am going down with him, the parents, and our baby sister (13) to move him into his dorm and see a few plays.

(His college is in a tiny town whose purpose in existing is: 1) to hold the college and 2) to be the site of the Utah Shakespearian Festival, so while we are down we are seeing the plays.)


Mostly I am going to be support if they try to make him tour the Institute and meet "his" new bishop. I don't think they will--things have been going pretty well on that front--but we'll see. Taking Baby Sis along should help ensure less unpleasantness, too.


ANYWAY, point is: I don't know if I will have any web access, much less time to access it, so I may not be around for a few days (and when I get back, I have to pack and move myself, so.)

I am accessible by e-mail and will get LJ comments etc. on my phone, but probably not be replying much, and I won't be flisting. You can probably also get me through texting, but don't count on it because my phone is only letting through about half the texts I am sent, some of them three days later.


Don't burn down the internet, let me know everything the boys do (of course), and I'll be back soon!

Things that are bad:

--I have now consulted with two fellow sufferers, a friend of mine who's a doctor, and my mother, and we're pretty sure my hand-aches are arthritis. Which in some ways, yay, because at least the typing isn't doing much to make it worse and I can stop worrying about that, but in other ways, crap, because, hey, taking breaks? Doesn't help much. I'm going to wind up with an ulcer, even with alternating taking Tylenol and Advil. Anything else I can do for it requires at least a month of regularly taking vitamins/herbs/weird pseudo-juices, and starting now absolutely does not help me get my papers written now

--OMG SO MANY PAPERS; dude, I don't have a metaphor for running the perfect family, okay? I JUST DON'T.

--My sleeping patterns are falling apart

--Gmail is being obnoxious and I don't know why



Things that are good:

--fic has been my procrastination tool of choice the past couple of weeks, and I have so many that are close to done. Yay! (Also kind of boo, because, you know, papers, but things are often this bad and usually I have nothing to show for it. I'M COUNTING IT AS A WIN.)

--bandom is running around being awesome at me, what with Brendon taking his Shane to New York and MCR being their dorky selves (I wish that I actually knew Gerard just so I could introduce him to a friend of mine, because with their mutual love of horror movies and zombies they would be happy talking to each other for hours; some of the lines from their blogs are STARTLINGLY similar; and while Gerard was distracted I could make a play for Bob, who is taking pictures of dogs and thinking about giving them good homes) and Pete--well, I was going to say "taking mildly disturbing photos involving stuffed animals," but really, that can just be summed up as "being Pete."

--when I finish these papers, and get my horrendous interview over with, I am DONE for the semester. \o/ Well, except for two exams, but frankly? I wish my whole school career was exams. I can HANDLE exams. Exams don't require any self-discipline on my part. I just have to go to class, and pay attention, and then show up for the test.

--my Christmas cards are as awesome as I remember

--I had a brainwave for what to ask my parents for Christmas. This is often difficult, because they always want to get me a) one big item, b) smack on price range, and c) not likely to add bulk to my possessions, because I move at least twice a year and the less I have to pack, the better. If the business were doing better, I would ask them to send me to Muskrat Jamboree or Duckon or just Out To New York To Play With My Friends, but the budget's a little too small, so I've been worrying about this for the last six weeks. The things my mother finds to guilt me about are sometimes beyond my comprehension. So YAY for the car stereo idea! And it will save me spending the next two years of driving up and down a mountain swearing at the iPod radio broadcaster.

--I have a seekrit project that fills me with glee

--the Geek Squad up here actually is awesome. Or, at least, the Ron Weasley look-alike who is part of it is awesome. He is as knowledgeable and friendly as Chuck Bartowski, he honestly is. He has my baby and she should be fixed by tomorrow, and I can go back to having an H and a Z on my keyboard. And having all my Panic photos within easy reaching distance. And being able to import CDs. I AM SO HAPPY I'VE MISSED MY BABY SOOOO MUCH.

I hate the fact that my father can mess with my head this badly.

( Damn him )