The Longest Weeks

It's been a very, very long two weeks, full of deadlines and surprise/emergency projects, two classes, missed meetings, insomnia, panicking students and lots and lots of venting and anger from multiple directions. Everyone's nerves are frayed, and all I really want to do is stay home and sleep for a week.

Even gaming sounds too much like work right now.

For the last three days I've eaten lunch in my car, with the windows rolled down a bit. Funny how a car can feel like a hothouse even in 40-degree weather if the sun's out. For that matter, it's funny how a couple of 40-degree days with sunshine feel like a heatwave after the winter we've had. Today I even went for a drive over lunch, just to get away.

The sun is helping a little. Will is also trying very hard to keep me from crashing; I still find it a little bewildering how well we balance each other. I've also watched the new OK Go video about four times. I'm not the world's biggest fan of their music, but I have to admit this and the treadmill video are pretty amazing -- and handy when you just need to unfocus for a bit.



We were amused to see HIM as the featured artist on X-Box live today, as well. I love them dearly, but they really don't strike me as a band that would be popular amongst the XBL set. [Side note: The HIM pack for Rock Band was labled "01", so that may mean there are more in the future. Hopefully with some of the older songs?]

Time to try that sleeping thing again. But before I do:

Okay, week: you have two days to make up for the last 10. You have been warned.

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Owww. Stupid February.

In the space of two weeks, I've slipped twice on slick pavement and fallen to my doom. Today's adventure was bad enough it involved workman's comp, X-rays to check for fractures, crutches, and narcotics. (After the fall, not before.)

I think February has it in for me this year.

Luckily I was scheduled to be off campus tomorrow anyway, at another Illustrator class. I found out today that I can dial in and take the class from home, if all goes well. Otherwise, I have a doctor's permission to stay home the rest of the week. I may take him up on that, considering how battered and bruised I'm currently feeling.

Unfortunately that also means so far canceling a hair apt., and missing a boba tea date with Cher Mere. And sending Will and Charlie to fetch my car from work before it gets irretrievably plowed in.

I think we're still waiting for the rest of the winter storm that caused this mess, too. I will be watching it from the comfy, comfy couch.

Good news on the house front, we finally have a contractor, who has worked twice this week. And that means we have ceilings again, and insulation upstairs. Woot.

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