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Finished: Good Omens
Current: Neverwhere
Next: Prob'ly American Gods since I own it and the changes of dragging myself to a library are slim since I am on day 4 of a wretched cold. I am going back to work this evening, which I expect will wipe me out completely.

meme, misc

Dec. 16th, 2008 03:38 pm
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Under the cut, label:
in purple no less )

+I made it to the 2:45 rosary. I will have to think about whether I want to go back.
-I think I have a cold. :(

mehhhhhhh

Feb. 15th, 2006 12:04 pm
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I am sick! Sick with a cold! OMG! Woe woe woe!

*pouts*
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You know, in which one character is sickish and another one brings hir chicken soup and tissues and reads Winnie the Pooh to hir? Or possibly I'm just thinking of [livejournal.com profile] thenyxie's Tissues & Thistles On A Tuesday Afternoon (Willow/Giles, PG). I know that [livejournal.com profile] glimmergirl is fondish of this kind of thing, and I just wrote the SG1-OT3 thing that was chickensoupy... anyone else have favorites? For those days when you're home with a cold in the head and would just like to be snuggled by fictional characters? (Or real people, for that matter.)

There, have your task for the day! My task for the day is [livejournal.com profile] serenity_santa.

ETA: We're now at the hacking-up-a-lung portion of this evening's entertainment! So much fun!/ETA
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a! I am feeling much better thank you very kindly flist! I slept pretty much all day yesterday and all last night and woke up at ten feeling groggy but no longer headachy and nauseated and generally gross. I have a stuffy nose and can't taste anything, but I'm okay for work tonight and that's still several hours away (as I keep reminding myself nervously). Thanks so much for your good wishes, flist! Keep the chicken soup coming. :)

2! Ficathon stuff is past due and I am so uninspired. Woe! I am determined to get everything done as soon as possible, though! *promises, promises*

c! My [livejournal.com profile] femslash_santa gift was posted! It's Stories and Myths, by [livejournal.com profile] glimmergirl. Fred/Kaylee, just for meeeee! *delighted*

4! In conclusion: I am feeling much better now! Though still uninspired to write! But better! And abusing the exclamation point like whoa! Because I am feeling better!

e! It's worth mentioning that after two days off, I'm on coffee again, to ward of another Headache of Doom like the one that ate my brain yesterday.

6! Not done yet! Things what I have watched in the past few days:
+Lots of 3 Stooges (cos, new year! Is required!)
+The last bit of the Pilot of Farscape, which was on teevee. So good! With the John! And the John omg! And Teeg! *pets prototypical!Braca* And Aeryn!
+The first half of "When She Was Bad"! It's so shiny and such! Mmmm, W/X!
+A few more episodes of Sports Night. Jeremy/Natalie with a possible side of Dana is so my canon OTP! Yay!
+Lilly/Veronica spanking. Woefully, this happened only in my head, in a very strange dream I had last night! O_o

Now, 'tis back to writing. *falls over*

woe!

Jan. 1st, 2006 08:23 pm
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No glee tonight, not because there isn't glee (there's always glee!) but because I'm too ill to think about it.

Yes, my dear flist, I am ill. I've been mostly resting/sleeping all day, with breaks for such exciting activities as throwing up and popping painkiller. My tummy is unsettled, and I've been fighting a headache all day. In comparison, the stuffiness of my nose is practically a day at the beach.

Or something.

*dizzies*

Flist=skimmed.
Fic=back-burnered
Year=new
Ari=bound for bed.

Love you all,
Ari
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Hot. Itchy. Uninspired. Hot. ITCHY. Uninspired. "Evolution" part 1 was on this morning, and I recorded the last three-quarters of it. (Though wasn't really inspired to watch that much, though did catch Jack's "live long and prosper," which, squee. Though felt, more than I usually do, that RDA was not having the time of his life but was mostly bored.)

Drank coffee this morning to avoid usual weekend headache. And woke up at 9:30 or so. See how good I'm being about this new "never staying up late again" regime? Though mostly it was because I was too itchy to sleep any longer.

There were at least two posts on the flist this morning that made me wonder about celibacy and wait-till-marriage. It always makes my head spin just a little and given how much I like to have a reason for everything? Makes me kind of, er, frustrated? And confused. [livejournal.com profile] hermionesviolin's post, and [livejournal.com profile] scrollgirl's post. (Which is actually fandom!kerfluffle related, but did make me think, so there ya go.)

Dad and I had an interesting conversation last night in which I pretty much repeated the discussion [livejournal.com profile] sk8eeyore and her flist were having about choosing a church home. I *heart* my dad.

girly TMI stuff, even more TMI-y than initial TMI post )
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Slept restlessly last night. Had odd dreams. Today I bought antihistamines and tissues at the bookstore. I think the meds are helping. Though I still feel like crap.

Skipping tutoring tonight. Blah. So not worth it.

Class tomorrow. Ewww.

Thanks for all the well wishes.

Love you all.

-a very sick Ari
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So as you might have realized by now, I have the plague. Okay, okay, it's just a cold, and I'm a big whiny baby.. I'm really not doing much else except battling it. The rest of this post is cut for icky, yucky, TMI cold-y stuff.

blech )
*has temptation to write illness!fic*

And at least no class tomorrow.
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I have the plague OMG! I have absolutely no voice whatsoever OMG. Well, that's not quite true. I can manage one hoarse word, then immediately loose the rest of my ability to talk. It's all nasty-like. Luckily, first class was cancelled this morning. :)

This afternoon, I need to meet with professor to discuss Kant. Sadly, have no voice. Cannot discuss. Tragical, really. I mean, I'm heartbroken. Especially since I haven't done the reading I'm supposed to be discussing.

Then this afternoon's class is drama, and suspect if professor realizes that I am sick, she will make me go back to bed.

Then at five, I have to have my senior class picture taken. Silliness.

Ow. Throat. Hurts. Must stop trying to talk.

Then I've cancelled tutoring tonight since it's Apple Eve, and there are no classes tomorrow since it's Apple Day, so I am, OMG, home free!

Many hugs to all the sweet people who wished me well. Sorry I wasn't around, Gvambat, I was attempting to sleep. :/ ttyl.
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First, a quick note for Farscape spoiler virgins: IMDb now has casting spoilers for the miniseries. So if you don't want to know who's coming back, steer clear. (I only think this would be an issue in the case of Raelee Hill?)

Second, the guest star of the day is Peter LaCroix, sci-fi guest star of DOOM. He played a red shirt on todays tS; he's also Kendrick in "Revisions" and the Ashrak. I was praying for him to die so that I wouldn't have to keep throwing my head against the wall.

I went to bed at nine o'clock last night and slept until nine this morning. I'm feeling much better, but I still feel as if the words "more productive coughing" are encouraging, and am considering taking the last dose of decongestant. *chest implodes*

My Existentialism textbook arrived today! Go me!

Need to go to the bathroom quick quick before running to class.

Oh! Got timecard signed! Go me!

morning

Jan. 20th, 2004 12:00 pm
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Wow. This morning's episode of The Sentinel was a brain-breaker. First we have Rebecca Rigg(s) (fucking Gray'za) guest starring as the bimbo of the week. And then there's Elisabeth Rosen (bloody Jennifer Hailey) playing a sixteen year old druggie who throws herself off a bridge.

Not to mention that the main special effect reminds me quite strongly and unrelentingly of what it looks like when someone's being ribboned.

I also watched "Sandovall's Run," an episode of Earth: Final Conflict. I ♥ it so much.

It was a good morning. Two hours of sci-fi, hot chocolate, and I meandered up to the bookstore to buy decongestant, tissues, and chapstick. I'm good to go. My congestion seems to have moved from my nose to my throat, which hopefully is a good thing and doesn't mean I'm coming down with bronchitis like I did last year.

I have finished all my homework for today, sort of, though I did a sort of half-ass job of it, and I really cannot write a short story under time pressure. I should have started sooner, and I shouldn't have decided to reward myself with a phone call for finishing. Bad ideas all around. *sighs*

Going to reread the story, maybe do a quick edit on it, and then write my last journal entry for this week for Writing. That class will kick my ass if I don't take it seriously.
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Bad Ari! No more spoilers! No more reading TV Week, or you'll drive yourself nuts.

Too late.

God, I feel like crap. I hate being sick. It always makes me feel so lousy emotionally, like I just can't wash the dirt of my mind away from my skin. Ick. Self-loathing is such a crummy feeling.

So I get to go to the dentist's! To feel even more icky, guilty, and unclean!

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