Cured, Done Packing (?)

At the moment, yes, I am done packing. Ha dee ha ha. Right. Possibly. If someone doesn't go down there and decide that I have too many boxes.

At the moment the count stands at 16; most are small but if they all fit into that car trunk it will be a miracle.

I'm busy clearing links off the home computer and dealing with a bunch of letters that just arrived. I'm going to be paying bills from a thousand miles away because they just won't listen to me.

Gotta go. Busy, busy.

Ta,

Bec

Getting Better, Still Moving

Saw the Christmas special for Doctor Who last night.

Woah. Like, it was awesome. There were sky fish and big cloud sharks and the Doctor married Marilyn Monroe and the dude who played Dumbledore and...

It was great, and the trailer made me all excited to see the eyes watching the Doctor. And those aliens. And River. And the Neil Gaiman written episode.

Basically I wish the next four months would fly by.

I have to go find cans and stuff to pack in boxes because I did the clothes yesterday.

Ta,
Bec

Still Down. Almost Moved Out.

Believe it or not, I am still coughing. I'm on medication to control my stuffed face but that doesn't stop the hacking.

This must be the two-week cold from hell, because I've never had one that strung me along like this and kept dropping me on my face.

I haven't watched the Doctor Who Christmas special yet because I haven't had five MINUTES to myself this week let alone an entire hour. I'm hoping to slink away somewhere today and watch it without interruptions...but I also have to pack clothes today and wash stuff and get some canned goods and...you see my dilemma.

Gotta go print a map of Vvardenfell.

Ta,
Bec

Colds Aplenty We Come To Spread

So far it's been a lovely Christmas. I had a wishlist that I handed my mother in November, and out of that list I received all but three of the things I asked for. Mostly DVD's and CD's. Some of the stuff I was surprised to get because they were sort of hard-to-find things and I wasn't expecting to get them at all. My Amazon wishlist has gotten much, much shorter and I will have to add things to it for my birthday in four months.

We're going over to Grandma's in a half-hour and my cough is like an oncoming train. Add to that Mom, Dad, Anna and Sara all hacking, sneezing, sniffing, and everything else all at the same time and we sound like a bunch of dying rhinos. Add to THAT the fact that we're walking into hypochondriac central in a few minutes and this is going to be a nightmare.

So, Merry Christmas. May yours not be full of everyone sounding like an ad for cold remedies around you!

Ta,
Bec

Christmas Eve 2010

Still coughing up a lung. Anna's gotten my bug and now she feels like I did about this time last week.

I am still packing - the real insanity is going to start day after Christmas when I start packing clothes and personal objects. I decided to start then because that gives me about four to five days to pack it all. Ha dee ha ha.

And Doctor Who Christmas special tomorrow! Yay yay yay!

Besides that, nothing going on. Merry Christmas to all, and to all a...hang on. I have to cough again...

Ta,
Bec

Still Down. Not Out.

Unfortunately had to sit out when the choir sang for the last time this year thanks to my voice being completely obliterated by this flu thing. It means I missed out on the last time I was to sing with the choir. I was upset but it really couldn't be helped.

Still sick. My chest hurts from coughing, but I feel better in general so maybe I'm on the upside of this.

People are getting eaten on TV (what on Earth are my mother and father watching?) and I predicted that the chick with the broken foot is easy pickings for the ghosties or whatever the heck is having lunch. They're arguing in a tunnel and if they keep arguing every damn one of them is going to be dead.

Plus, the dialogue and acting sucks big time. All the more reason to waste valuable cable TV time watching it, right?

Ta,
Bec

HACK

Head feels great. Now I'm coughing up a lung.

Why can't I have a cold next weekend so I can give it generously to all my relatives?

Or whatever this is. So far I've guessed flu and now it's colding out.

It appears that this virus has 1) a longing to take me out at the worst possible time that it can 2) a need to kick my ass while doing so.

I'm going to go take some medication and see if I can't get my voice back.

Ta,
Bec

Me Again

Doing better today; still can't sit up for too long. I missed choir practice last night thanks to my wobbliness.

As soon as I get five and a half minutes where I can sit up without my head aching, I will 1)post the damn Merlin review and 2) actually write a longer blog post than this.

Ta,
Bec

What Train Ran Me Over?

I would have posted the Merlin review, but I've been really busy. I had caroling on Monday, don't remember what Tuesday was like (I found an apartment and that's all I can remember,) Wednesday I had church (twice!) and now today I'm supposed to be at choir practice for Sunday's service.

That is, if I can work up the energy to actually GO to choir practice. Yesterday I came down with a sore throat. Today I have a planet-size headache and can't be up for more than ten minutes because my head throbs and I get chills (so this little entry is going to be short.)

Yes, I am sick, and the fact that I'm admitting to it means I've come down with a minor case of flu or something. It'll pass.

The only problem is: I have CHOIR practice tonight. I have to sing on Sunday. I can't BE sick right now.

I'm telling it to go away and bother someone else. I'm busy.

Gotta go lay down again; my poor heavy head is complaining.

Ta,
Bec

Here I Am To Bother You Again

Yes, I've been away. Here's a small update on the lunacy surrounding my life at the moment...

1. Thanks to my housing contract stuff not coming through till AUGUST, I have to look for a place to live in in two weeks (oh ha.) Apartment hunting. In Durham. And I'm still parked on my buttushka at home in freezing Wisconsin. I think I've got one, though, that I could be happy with. It looks good. I think I need a day to think about it, however.

2. I will get to the Merlin finale soon. I would have posted last week but there was final papers to turn in and I did a marathon 15 hour session to finish the one thing (something I will never, ever do again because I'll take the prof's advice next time when she says DON'T leave this till the last MINUTE.)

2.5 But we all know I'm lying to myself. Anyway, I took last week off to uncurdle my brain cells only to find that this week I don't have a place to live in January.

2.75. And so we come round to the apartment hunting fiasco again. So I searched. Like I said, think I've got a really nice one but we'll see...

Oh, AND...

3. I got all B's in my classes so I am awesome again. And here I thought I was stupid!




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MERLIN-Coming of Arthur Part 2

Will be here as soon as I finish making dinner!

She Walks the Earth and Her Hunger For Fries Will Know No Bounds

I believe that the dorm situation for me has been sorted (I'm reserving judgment where that's concerned. It's gone bonkers too many times already for me to think I'll actually have a place to live next month when I get down there.)

Both parents are home today. Mom wasn't well and Dad stayed home because he had to take her in for blood stuff this morning (fun!).

And...the announcement of the year: WE HAVE A DRYER. It's plugged in and everything. I heard it working today and was remarkably impressed with the sound (since we haven't heard it in this house for about a year and a half.)

I am having a salt craving. Again. I want french fries or potato chips. I usually don't ignore cravings because it means my body needs something that I'm not giving it enough of. Believe it or not, I have been told that I have too LOW of a salt intake and was told never to ignore my mind screaming "FRIES!"

I get other cravings as well; chocolate ones come at least once a month (don't get in my way when that hits me. I can go through 5 or 6 peanut butter cups or Almond Joys when I'm really needing cocoa.) I get the nacho craving about once every six months (I always go for the BIG plate of nachos and wolf them down like they're ambrosia from the heavens.)

I tried eating a couple of fun-size Pay Days to ease the salt craving but I still want fries. Likely I will either have to spend an hour cooking the stupid things or I will have to go into town and get them from some fast-food joint.

I'd better go start the oven and find a bag of fries. This ain't going away any time soon and I don't want to pay five bucks for a container of fast-food fries.

Ta,
Bec

PS: Forgot to mention the joyous news that Muse are nominated for 3 GRAMMIES! Congrats to the guys; you deserve them all!

And Steven Moffat mentioned to Russell T. Davies a bit ago that he wants Jack Harkness back on Doctor Who, which I was pretty certain of anyway because Moffat wrote Jack's first episodes...and really, Jack is an amazing character to have around anyway. But it's good news and I'm very happy to hear it, 'cause I've missed having Jack around the last couple of years.