distractionary: Long-haired cat, swimming, fetching stick. (I don't think I should stay here)
2011-03-30 08:48 pm

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Apropos of not very much, it's very strange to realize one day that a guy you went to high school with now looks like a cross between David Tennant and Elijah Wood.
distractionary: candles in front of lake stretching to horizon (purple) (make sure I see white sails white sails)
2010-08-20 03:00 pm

interview: redux

Interview was this morning at about 9:45 AM; over and done by 11, including a roughly 20-minute massage sampler (neck/shoulders/back).

Regina (not actually named Veronica, no matter what my subconscious chooses to believe) was very friendly, and made comments along the lines of "Denise has final say, but I have a lot of influence!" and "So when you're working here..." and then belatedly remembered, two minutes before I left, to say "and after your interview with Denise, we have a couple other people to look at and we'll let you know!"

Denise, here, is the owner of the spa.

I have a second interview, with her, on Tuesday afternoon; apparently she was either not present at the spa or too busy between now and then to do one sooner.

I am hopeful, and trying really damn hard not to get my hopes up any further than they already are. In fact, I'm trying to quash them, so I don't end up too disappointed.

But it was a pretty good interview, at least, and Regina complimented my massage (and comfortableness in giving massage, too). So that part was good.

I just hope I don't blow Tuesday's miserably.
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2010-08-19 06:34 pm

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I have a job interview tomorrow morning! This may or may not result in tears.

Also, I have completely deleted my subscription list for now. I am spending too much time reading and not enough time actually doing things and/or writing about them. We will see what happens with that, I guess.
distractionary: startled white Scottish Fold cat behind a pillow (omg nuuu)
2010-05-27 07:39 pm

I have lost track of how many books titled "On Writing" I have owned.

Open to: Registered Users, detailed results viewable to: Just the Poll Creator, participants: 12

writing filter?

yes, I want to listen to your writing babble
1 (8.3%)

yes, that, and I want to read your stuff, too
8 (66.7%)

I don't like being left out whether or not I care about the subject
2 (16.7%)

you can leave me out of this
0 (0.0%)

radio killed the ticky-box star
1 (8.3%)

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2010-05-06 02:22 pm

this could probably be labeled "oops"

so I kind of thoroughly destroyed my computer a day and a half ago, to the tune of "there is absolutely no way I can afford to replace or repair this right now," and so I will be even more absent than usual for the next unpredictable while.

there's a computer at school (where I am now!) and there is a computer at home that has no monitor currently and may or may not ever manage to make it online (since it also needs an ethernet cable that might be longer than any that are currently made) and I only have a month of school left and need to make up about forty more massages in the clinic, more or less, so it's not like I'm going to have time to do anything anyway, so ... possibly I'll be able to start posting again after graduation (June 19th)! and maybe it won't be until I get a replacement computer, which will probably be some significant amount of time after that.

in the meantime, I hope everyone stays safe, and if something needs my attention either email me or Rue because that's probably the best way of getting me. (I doubt I will look at any sort of RSS feed / reading list / et cetera, at least between now and September.)
distractionary: really adorable white tiger cub with feline grin (with our eyes like icepicks)
2010-03-30 12:21 pm

in order that I not forget to mention this again later...

at some point I am going to post a (filtered) picspam (a smallish one, I think!) and ramblespam about some of the many fictional characters (almost all male) swimming around my head.

(there is no lifeguard on duty.)

there are currently two people who have expressed interest in seeing this. one of them lives with me and the other one did not miss the small note posted previously.

If you are interested in seeing this, by which I mean seeing the way the inside of my head works and getting a VERY rough idea of who many of my noisiest characters are, this is the place to tell me that you are interested!

(if it is ~the future~ and you are looking back through my Old Entries and see this, because for some reason you felt the need to swim back this far having added me or while deciding whether to add me, and you are interested, go ahead and comment anyway and I'll let you know where it is once I've added you to the filter, whoever you are.)
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2010-03-24 01:19 pm

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student, to Lee (teacher): Hey, you're a nurse... how long does it take to get rid of a UTI?
Lee: Are you on antibiotics?
Student: No... mostly natural stuff, cranberry, you know...
Lee: *GIANT, AUDIBLE ELLIPSIS* I wish you the best of luck with that.
distractionary: angry hissing sealpoint cat with blue eyes. (DO NOT WANT.)
2010-03-23 10:41 am

this is neurology? :|

theoretically speaking, I'm taking Neurology right now, in massage school.

It's a three-week-long class; roughly 36 hours total, discounting breaks (with, more like 42).

[personal profile] delight has been talking to me about neurology terms for months, dumbed down enough for me to understand her without having to actually teach me neurology. that's cool; after all, I'm supposed to be taking this class, so she doesn't have to explain it!

Right now our teacher is alternating between talking again about CranioSacral Therapy (which has already been covered in this school) and showing small video clips from the internet without ever actually explaining which site he's pulling things from. (He gave us a list.)

There is a teacher here, Lee, who is a very good teacher. She's a former nurse who is now also a massage therapist, and she teaches Anatomy & Physiology, and she's a very good teacher! Apparently this guy, Harout, who is a chiropractor, had some sort of conflict in mid-November, early December, and so the last class that sat through Neurology had Lee teach it, instead.

I am so damn jealous right now. I can learn things from Lee. This guy is ...

He mumbles.

He reads off the page without clearly explaining why things are on the page.

Our first quiz is on Thursday morning, probably bright and early, when I am at my least functional. I told him straight up on the first day that I have ADD; while he was accepting of the fact that my attempts to pay attention to him sometimes masquerade as completely ignoring him, that doesn't mean he has any suggestions remotely as to how I can accommodate for the fact that he's a bad teacher for me and I can't learn from him! oddly enough.

I really, really desperately hope that I can somehow work out some other way of learning this stuff. I don't want to have to beg and cajole and blackmail Rue into teaching me neurology. It's not her job! It's this guy's job! I don't think he can do it for me!

I have my doubts that he can do it for the majority of the class, frankly! and have no idea why he doesn't have any assistants; this class is large enough, and the school constantly prides itself on having such a low student-teacher ratio, that most of our classes have three teachers (or, well, one and two assistants). Harout is all alone. And mumbling.

I think I just gave up on even pretending to pay attention to this class.

The thing that sucks the most is that I want to learn this information. I keep hearing that neurology is a goddamn fascinating subject! the tiny little pieces Rue has talked about have been fascinating! and this guy keeps putting me to sleep, even with stimulant drugs and coffee!

I have no idea what to do today.
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2010-02-22 04:04 pm
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"Dear" Karl.

DO NOT FUCKING SIT NEXT TO ME ON MY LEFT AND TALK IN YOUR VOICE AT YOUR LOUD NOT-INDOOR VOLUME WHILE I AM ATTEMPTING TO LISTEN TO THE TEACHER.

I am going to KILL YOU.

(Or, more likely, I'll get frustrated at not being able to HEAR or FOCUS on ANYTHING I ACTUALLY WANT TO and come into the library and bitch you out where you'll never see it, because I don't want to be expelled for murder.)

MAIM.
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2010-02-22 01:37 pm

no context necessary

"So basically, the fascial system is like the Tupperware of the body."
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2010-02-17 03:42 pm

brief update

went to see Doctor Q, my Primary Care doc who I see about every three months and who is really generally a Pretty Cool Dude.

he investigated my fingertip, which has turned even more interesting colors than it was last night when we were bandaging it.

end result: don't actually clean it again, not today, because it was thoroughly cleaned last night and cleaning it again will make it probably start bleeding again; bandage it up again. tetanus shot, because I'm not sure when the last one was and lockjaw is Bad; Mom said she usually gets hers on the decade, for easier remembering, so now I guess I will be, too.

keep it clean, change the bandages every day or so, don't be a stupid moron as regards massage class next week+. this will probably take 2-3 weeks to heal in total, and most likely part of the skin isn't going to heal but will instead be replaced in due time.

my hand is now wrapped up in a ridiculously expansive bandage, considering the entire injury takes place over about half a square inch of my finger. a picture will show up at some point after I've figured out how to take a shower, because my hair looks stupider than usual.

(answer probably involves a plastic bag and some tape, and possibly some assistance. or a bath, instead.)

important to add: Dr. Q is missing two or three fingertips from a freak alligator/snowblower incident many years ago; he pointed out that I could just get rid of my fingertip if it was going to cause me so many problems (as this is the same one that has gotten a second-degree burn from making pancakes at age 12 and was smashed in a church window a few years later).

I told him I'd consider it.
distractionary: unhappy grey cat in woman's arms. (today is not my night.)
2010-02-16 09:06 pm

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I know I'm a little late in the month for this, but if I was ever going to live the movie Groundhog Day I would like another chance to get today right.

Horrible unhappy mood, arguments, broken mugs (my two favorites are now both shattered), cut-up finger.

bitching )
distractionary: thoughtful-looking grey cat with paws unfocused in foreground (been here long enough gotta be there)
2010-01-09 11:23 pm

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Today seems to have been incredibly quiet, mostly.

Admittedly I keep feeling as though someone's lurking in the doorway, because I hung up the first coatrack of any sort that we've had since I moved up here three years ago – a wall-hanger, as opposed to a stand-alone – and it's got a lot of heavy bulky coats hanging on it where my peripheral vision is used to white walls. But other than that, uh.

Did more housework today. Still miss Rue, but she's coming home tomorrow, which makes me very happy and excited. (And terrified; the place isn't PERFECT for her, and I want it to be! Stupid noise ordinances.)

I'm also sleepy enough to admit that this post isn't going to gain more interesting content.
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2010-01-08 02:12 pm

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hey, so, today's my older sister's birthday! that's pretty awesome, right?

HAPPY BIRTHDAY, RACHEL!

I love you, I hope it's awesome and you have a great time, and I'm sorry that I still can't afford to ship you your gifts. :(

SOMEDAY.
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2010-01-07 11:09 pm

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I made the bedroom my bitch.

(Unfortunately, it's still not done.)
distractionary: unhappy grey cat in woman's arms. (today is not my night.)
2010-01-04 04:50 pm

dear self:

please remember that it's January, and you live in the part of the country known colloquially as Hey, You Idiot, It Snows In January Around Here.

please remember that snow has a tendency to sit on top of vehicles, and that your apartment complex's snowplows will not plow in the immediate vicinity of vehicles. they really don't plow the snow off the vehicles themselves, either.

please remember that if you are going to shovel snow off your truck, having the shovel, like you did remember, is a very good start! it is not, however, the only thing you need to remember.

please remember that your loafers are not snow-appropriate. you have boots. they are, in fact, winter boots, designed to keep your feet warm and dry, and therefore they are the footwear you should be wearing while shoveling snow from any one location to any other.




On the other hand, I can feel all my toes, they don't hurt, and the rent check made it into the mail on time. Even if my feet and hands were about half-frozen by the time I got into my truck.
distractionary: really adorable white tiger cub with feline grin (with our eyes like icepicks)
2009-11-23 11:59 am

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Apparently when you go to a therapist's office, say "I think I have ADD," describe your life and describe ADD by doing so, they don't necessarily make you fill out a questionnaire or anything!

that may have been the most productive hour of my entire life.

and now: to conquer other doctor's offices, especially when nobody answers the damn phone.

(and then to collect my Rue, and figure out some way to celebrate, I guess.)
distractionary: purple rotary telephone (sends you laughing without smiling)
2009-10-17 05:41 pm

two incredibly unrelated events

so this one time, we were at the Metro 20, and I went into the men's room and discovered that it was the most well-equipped men's room I've been in in my life.

in the stall was the sports section of the paper and a bottle of Spic & Span disinfectant.

it was amazing.




I won't be going there again soon, though, because Rue has come down with swine flu, and so I get to hang out and take care of her through her time of quarantine.

since technically this makes me quarantined too, I ... think. ish.

(meanwhile, despite spending massive amounts of time around her, my only sign of illness has been a slightly-sore throat last night that hasn't been bothering me today except for when I went several hours without anything to drink. similarly my sister, despite picking up a wretched case of mono about two months ago [which I think means she has three more months to go before being considered clear of it], has not gained a case of flu yet despite a lot of traveling around with her boyfriend, who does now have a case of it.)

also, Tamiflu is a) real and b) fucking expensive. I bitch about the cost of my anti-inflammatories, but those are at least a 30-day supply for $80 ... not a five-day supply.
distractionary: startled white Scottish Fold cat behind a pillow (omg nuuu)
2009-10-08 05:42 pm

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I really want this for my birthday, in the 16 fl oz. size.





... unfortunately my birthday was over a month ago. *unbearably sad*


In other news, as of November I'm going to end up with a surprise two-month break in school before taking afternoon classes instead of morning classes! This is an 80% good thing.