When being an adult means being boring
Mar. 31st, 2015 03:21 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
Everyone knows the flu is awful. But what I always forget about it is that it's not the initial infection that's the worst thing about it. The fever and body aches are a pain, true, as are the respiratory symptoms, but mostly it's the weeks-long recovery process from the beating your body takes. It's been nearly three weeks and I'm still not up to speed, and I have a stronger-than-average immune system. I know it's not reflective of any great moral failings, but given how capable I'm used to being, it's frustrating to be so limited. (On the other hand, it's been a good time to ruminate on the lived experience of these people I know who deal with chronic illnesses, especially less-visible ones. My hat is off to them.)
I still managed a 90 and a 93 on my finals last week, which isn't half bad considering how my focus was absolutely shot. And I'm grateful that I don't seem to have infected anybody; at least, nobody at school's come down with it, and I haven't been anywhere else. So I'm crossing my fingers that this branch of the infection chain ended with me. (Take that, Random Dude On The Plane Who Kept Coughing On Brian.)
I just found out that Andrea Gibson is performing tonight in Pilsen. I'm really torn on this; she wrote one of my all-time favorite poems, and I've wanted to see her live for a couple of years now. But I just don't think two hours on transit plus time spent waiting in line is the best plan, especially with a full class load tomorrow and Thursday. So another quiet night in it is. Sigh.
On the upside: there's a pair of incredibly impractical and sexy boots on its way to me. Now to keep an eye out for a short skirt and a looooooong jacket.
(Boots! :D)
I still managed a 90 and a 93 on my finals last week, which isn't half bad considering how my focus was absolutely shot. And I'm grateful that I don't seem to have infected anybody; at least, nobody at school's come down with it, and I haven't been anywhere else. So I'm crossing my fingers that this branch of the infection chain ended with me. (Take that, Random Dude On The Plane Who Kept Coughing On Brian.)
I just found out that Andrea Gibson is performing tonight in Pilsen. I'm really torn on this; she wrote one of my all-time favorite poems, and I've wanted to see her live for a couple of years now. But I just don't think two hours on transit plus time spent waiting in line is the best plan, especially with a full class load tomorrow and Thursday. So another quiet night in it is. Sigh.
On the upside: there's a pair of incredibly impractical and sexy boots on its way to me. Now to keep an eye out for a short skirt and a looooooong jacket.
(Boots! :D)
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Date: 2015-04-03 02:10 pm (UTC)I think that it is best for me to censor my thoughts about that short skirt. I've already been naughty enough today. :)
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Date: 2015-04-03 02:17 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2015-04-03 02:38 pm (UTC)I also suspect that this is an option that would appeal more to you in practical terms than a production line of bodies that you may tire of after a while, intellectually as well as physically.
Agree about working for someone else and friends.
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Date: 2015-04-03 02:18 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2015-04-03 02:34 pm (UTC)Hmmm, I suppose I could be a little more naughty when it comes to short skirt thoughts, though not terribly so. To protect the guilty I'll use a private post of my own even though it is quite tame.