- shopping therapy really does help a bit when you're feeling like crap
- I'm starting to find it easier and easier to stick to the "I'm not afraid of colors" mantra when shopping - mostly evidenced by this bag I got myself today
- my cat is (for some reason) terrified of balloons - like, run and hide under the bed scared - I was hoping he'd enjoy playing with it for at least a while, but nope, not happening
- going off the antidepressants I'm taking for my PMDD-related troubles actually helps me with my libido and not feeling like I'm either numb or so sensitive that the barest touch leaves me feeling like I'm bruised
- if I want to get off the antidepressants I'm taking for my PMDD-related troubles, I'm going to have to find some other way to deal with it, because being able to get off and not feel bruised isn't really worth the emo-fest I go through every month
- the emo-fest makes it really hard to function in the real world, because even the slightest inconvenience/frustration/sad thing/cute animal makes me want to curl up and cry until I pass out
- there is something equally frustrating (especially when your iron is as crappy as mine), embarrassing (because seriously, who does that anymore), and satisfying (because ahhh, sliding in under the nicely covered duvet) about making the bed with freshly ironed sheets
- the feeling only lasts for a day or two, and then the sheets get all wrinkled and covered with cat hair anyway
- bullet point lists are a good way to get out some things that I want to get out but don't really feel like talking about in detail
- I can't wait until it's warm enough to sleep with my windows open again
On top of that the cat is sick (caught a cold or something and now he's got a weird meow and gross snot coming out of him - the vet game me something to boost his immune system and we'll see how he's doing next week), so we're not exactly having a good time.
Speaking of not having a good time, there is a shady e-book site scraping AO3 and Wattpad fics and selling them. You can go to ebooks-tree.com and search for your writing handle to see if you're in there. One of my fics was (it's not even an original fic!) so I already sent in a DMCA takedown notice - this post tells you how to do that on this site. Bleh.
And now I'm going to go back to bed for a bit more, because my migraine pill is kicking in and I'm feeling quite woozy on top of the very woozy I was already feeling.
We'll be looking at changing apartments at the end of this school year, to get something a little bigger and nicer (this apartment isn't bad, but the administration is HORRIBLE and full of useless putzes who barely get anything done), and when we have something, we'll probably get a second cat. And then we can look at building them a cat tree with dangly toys attached. Of course, knowing my luck with cats, Bucky will completely ignore it, and who knows about the second cat? I mean, Bucky doesn't even react to catnip the way a cat should. We've tried a spray and the regular dried stuff, and nothing, he just turns his nose up at it and avoids it. *hands*
Now that I have a PC, I can play games, and I've been using gaming as a way to keep from going insane with all the stress of school and stuff. So far, it's working great! I've got about 2/3 of AC: Brotherhood to go, plus the Mass Effect trilogy, and a few others I've been picking up here and there (mostly at Steam sales) with the hope of being able to play them sometime in the future. Well, now I can! *evil laughter* If anyone's interesting in some Star Wars games, Humble Bundle has a really good deal on SW games: right now there are nine games, with more coming soon, including Knights of the Old Republic I and II, Force Unleashed I and II, and a bunch of others. As it stands, it's $115 worth of games. I installed STFU this morning, and wheee, I missed being able to go around Force-blasting stormtroopers around. :D :D :D
I've got three out of four grades for this term already (including my MA seminar, thank the Flying Spaghetti Monster). The fourth one is my French grade, which theoretically should be only the exam grade, but the instructor's convinced we're supposed to get a semester mark and an exam mark, so who knows. The exam is made up of four parts (writing, reading comprehension, listening comprehension, and oral), so she's split it up into two parts: today is part one, and then the second one on Tuesday. And then I'm done with the semester, whee! Not sure how much "free" time I'll actually have, since I can't really just take a week off entirely, but hopefully we can unwind a bit and recharge for the last semester. There's a few things I need to get done over the break, like fixing my bed and organizing the upcoming translation projects, but it's doable. I'll have to go see my grandparents for a few days, so that'll be my "do nothing but try to relax" time during the break.
My mom's coming to Poland next week, spending a week in Warsaw on a research trip with a friend of hers, and then spending a week with my grandparents. She's (most likely) bringing me her iPhone 5 - they just upgraded to the 6, I think - which is good timing, because my iPhone 4 is starting to get wonky, too. The curse of me using electronics, I guess. I might also be getting an iPad mini, I guess as a Christmas present? IDK. It'll be nice to have a tablet again, if only so I have something to fuck around online during boring classes. >_>
A little while ago I bought an external power pack from Anker, which gives me a lot of extra juice to go on. I've been playing quite a bit of Ingress lately, which eats up battery power like whoa, so the powerbank lets me play without worrying about my phone (or mobile wi-fi router, since it can charge two devices at the same time) dying before I'm done. Even if you don't do anything as battery-intensive as Ingress, I highly recommend the Anker, if only for the peace of mind of having a backup power source. I've charged the phone 5-6 times almost to full before the power bank needed recharging, so there's that.
Here, have a cat picture:
( To be fair, there's only one cat picture here. )
This is our cat, Bucky. He’s a fine specimen of the felis catus adorabilis, as you can see in the pictures. We adopted him a couple of weeks ago from a pet shelter here in the city. He’s three years old, apparently, and he’s an absolute
darling terror cat. When I picked him up, he had a bit of a cold, so I had to take him back to the vet a few times to get him his antibiotic shots. He handled the trips pretty well, although by the third visit, he wouldn’t even get out of the carrier without being pulled out, and when the vet was looking him over, Bucky was curled up into a tight little ball. At least he doesn’t seem to hate me for taking him to the Bad Place, and seems to realize that going to the vet means he’ll get better. I was worried I’d get shunned, but he doesn’t really hold a grudge and comes back to give me kisses (or, you know, bite my nose and scent mark me) and demand to be petted.
Mirrored from Tangents and Digressions.