Busy day

Nov. 29th, 2012 05:33 pm
starzki: (NS: Auryn)
So this is kind of the calm before the grading storm.  :(  Next week starts the avalanche of papers, tests, then more papers for grading.  But then I'm done until January!  Woot!  I'll only need to worry about moving, then.  Bleck.

Today I had yoga, then had to make a quick stop into the pharmacy to get an ankle stable-izer for running to help me from injuring it too much further.  Then I had to quick shower, walk the dogs, then take the dogs to the vet to prepare for taking them on the long Christmas trip that we always seem to have to take. :(

They're all good with their shots and meds.  I came home, did some work for my grad class and now I'm doing pretty good!

And, [personal profile] luxken27 ! Look what I found at the pharmacy!picture )
starzki: (FMP: Danger!)
Don't mind me.  I'm navel-gazing again.

Yesterday, while walking the pups with [livejournal.com profile] scribefigaro, I twisted my ankle.  It sucked.  It hurt really bad, I let out a string of hideous expletives, and sat on the ground for a moment.

I used to play soccer.  I've hurt an ankle before.  Hell, I've broken an ankle before.  This time it was my right ankle instead of my left (my weak one), but it's really all the same kind of pain.

I no longer play soccer (at least right now), but my first instinct was to insist it was okay and that I could walk (or run, or kick, or jump) on it no problem.

This is a kind of habit.  Way back when I was a senior in college and had two weeks (and 5 games) left in the season, a teammate of mine broke my ankle in practice.  This was not the way I wanted to end my soccer career.  So I insisted it was fine, taped the shit out of it for practices and games, and played the next two weeks on a broken ankle.  I remember a year to the day later and my ankle still hurt when I woke up in the mornings.

I don't have a lot of perspective on ankle pain.  Everything just seems not-that-bad in comparison to those two weeks.

So yeah.  I twisted my ankle last night and woke up and it was slightly swollen.  It just looked so cute next to my memories of my horribly distorted foot and ankle that turned suck pretty colors way back in college.  But I'm trying to keep some kind of perspective.  I did decide not to run on it today.  I can't promise I'll make the same decision about staying off of it tomorrow.

I'm don't have high tolerance for pain.  But I just never really know what to do with ankle pain when my instinct is to insist it's completely fine and to ignore how much it hurts me.

That's what's up with me right now.

starzki: (IY: Sango Grr)
So, my insomnia has been back, going on about a week and a half now.  It's definitely a noticeable pattern.

I fall asleep some time after midnight or so and sleep until 5:30 AM.  Usually, I get up to go to the bathroom, and go back to bed to fall back asleep.  Only I haven't been able to do that second part lately.

I'm up until [livejournal.com profile] scribefigaro's alarm goes off and he goes off to work.  Only at about 8:30 or 9:00 (9:30 today) do I eventually get back to sleep.  Then I sleep until 11:00 and my whole day is ruined.  At least this is happening on my "vacation" and I have the time to sleep in.  But there are things that I need to be getting done and it's starting to annoy me to sleep in so long.

So I'm still a little on the sleep-deprived side even though I don't get out of bed until 11AM.

Hopefully this will pass soon, but it's really annoying.  It's happened before, about 8 or so years ago, and it eventually worked itself out, but it was total hell.  Really, it just wears on you to keep thinking that you'll fall back to much-needed sleep at any moment just to keep watching the clock tick away for hours.

Bleck.  I'm grumpy.  :(

starzki: (FMP: Kaname D:)
Just came home from a walk with the dogs.  Got to a certain place where we walk between two apartment buildings and notice a strange looking creature galloping toward us.

It was too awkward to be a cat, too big to be a squirrel.  The dogs definitely noticed its weird gait and were game to play.  As it came closer, I realized out loud, "It's a skunk."

[livejournal.com profile] scribefigaro took off at a speed walk in the opposite direction.

I figured we could squeeze by it without an issue, so I poked a little fun at scribe when I caught up to him. "Afraid of a little skunk?

He shot back with, "Even if you win a battle with a skunk, you still lose.  And that thing was charging us."

The logic, he has it.  And I am smell-free tonight. :D

starzki: (NS: Falcor and Bastion Yay!)
(Alternate title to this post: How to buy a used car)

Today, I bought and took possession of a new used car.  New to me.

I've never bought a car on my own before.  The one time I was in the room when my car was bought was when I was 16 and my dad took me to the little old lady down the road who was selling her Buick (drove it to church on Sundays) and negotiated with her (don't worry, she held her own and got her asking price).

Since then, it's always been kind of a trade where my dad's company car comes up for sale, so he sells the oldest car in the family and uses that money to buy the company car he'd been driving and switches it out for whoever needed it.  And when I lived in Chicago and first got married, there were many, many years I was carless.  The last car truck I drove was actually inherited by my uncle, sold to my father for pennies on the dollar, then gifted to my brother, then me before our move up here last year.  It was the first car I technically owned with my name on the title.  And it was dying.

So, time for a new car, right?  Right.  I got a bee in my bonnet yesterday to finally do this thing.  I woke up, called my bank about an auto loan and a few hours later was promised almost $10,000 if I wanted it.

That was so weird.

Then, since that took almost no time at all, I do a quick check of used cars in the area and found exactly what I was looking for at a dealership literally across the street (and over a fence) from our apartment.  I walk in (with [livejournal.com profile] scribefigaro), ask to test drive, can't find much wrong with the car, and agree to trade in my truck.  They ask if they could try to match/beat my financing through my bank, so I say sure.  That takes the rest of the evening.

I got a call this morning with them telling me they could beat my financing offer and that the car was mine if I wanted it.

I did.

So I bought it.


The only glitch was that, while I had researched "How to buy a used car" on Google, I was still a little dumb when it comes to what really happens when people buy cars.  Today, [livejournal.com profile] scribefigaro was at work, so I kind of went in a little blind.  Things were going swell when I was suddenly presented with the "service options." It was done in a way that made it seem like it was something required.  I was half-way through agreeing to one option when I realized that this might not be totally necessary.  I couldn't ask, "Do I need this," because I knew what their answer would be, ("Uh, yeah, and the most expensive one") and didn't feel I could take a time out.  It wasn't high pressure or anything, but it did kind of sour the experience for me and I didn't feel like anyone was on my side when I was trying to make a decision about it.  I did ultimately take a service option because I have a hard time saying no to extra insurance and this was a used car.  But still, I wished I had researched that part before going in so I didn't feel so blind.

So, word to the wise: Research everything that happens when you buy cars so you can feel comfortable saying yes or no to things.

Anyway, I now have a car that I'm not worrying about fishtailing in winter, that has new tires, and that I don't have to wrestle around turns.  So: awesome.

And like I said, I feel weirdly adult now.

starzki: (FMP Sousuke D:)

Otherwise entitled: Adventures in Picking Up Dinner.

This got long. )
starzki: (NS dorking)
This weekend, we pretty much just decided to read.

[livejournal.com profile] scribefigaro is reading the latest book in A Song of Ice and Fire series.  That book is fucking long, so he's been at it for weeks.  He says it's good though.

As for me, I finished up Catching Fire, the second book in the Hunger Games series.  It was fantastic.  I think I liked the first book better, though.  The horror and intrigue was new and fresh and fascinating.  This time around it's not as shocking.  But I still really enjoyed it.  I even reread different parts to try and fully take it all in.  I think I'm going to let it marinate for a while before I tackle Mockingjay.

Other than that, the puppies are doing well, the weather cooperated, and there were no huge catastrophes with our families (knock wood).  So good weekend.



Sep. 26th, 2011 05:06 pm
starzki: (rosie the riveter)
This weekend, [livejournal.com profile] scribefigaro and I finished up watching Fruits Basket.  It was adorable.  I looked it up and the manga seems even better than the series.  This may be one I check out in the manga.  Probably not (time issues), but it's cute and I really did like most of the characters.  Funny, cute, and interesting series.

Catching up on My Little Ponies.  I'm almost done with season one and I've been recording season two on the DVR, so it will be there when we're ready.  Earlier this summer, I had asked [livejournal.com profile] scribefigaro if I should just watch it without him since he was so busy with work and other readings.  He said yes.  So I've been watching the show on my computer and after one episode, he started watching over my shoulder.  Then he just accepted the fact he's a fan of MLP.

In real life news, I really like my class.  My students, while most of them aren't academically gifted, do really try hard.  And they don't seem to be blaming me when they do poorly!  This is very unlike my students I taught before and it's so nice to have them asking me what they can do to do better in class rather than having them bitch me out about their grades.  I'm much more likely to help students with the former than the latter.

Anyways, life is going okayish.  For now.
starzki: (FMP only one I trust)
Real life is starting to chill.  At least for approximately the next week or so.  We'll see.

Anyway: Funny story to relate.

Some background:  I'm a big fan of bean burritos.  As a poor grad student, I came up with a way to love beans and rice and cheese and tortillas.  When I moved in with [livejournal.com profile] scribefigaro, I shared this love, and he came up with his own interpretation of a wonderful bean-infused dinner.

Therefore, once a week or so, we do beans for dinner.  It's always a highlight and both of us meticulously prepare our favorites.  This past week, half way through preparations, I got excited enough for the coming feast to compose a song right on the spot (and remember, I have no rhythm and am tone deaf):

I love beans and rice!
Beans and rice are my favorite food!
I love beans and rice!
Beans and rice are great!!!

Unlike most so-so husbands, [livejournal.com profile] scribefigaro was NOT rolling his eyes at me.

Unlike most good husbands, [livejournal.com profile] scribefigaro wasn't even just ignoring my nerdy outburst.

Oh no, my friends.  [livejournal.com profile] scribefigaro was dancing along to my made-up lyrics and looked almost disappointed when they were done.

I've never been more in love.
starzki: (NS princess)
Things in real life are getting complicated, so I may need to back off of fandom/lj for a little while.

Apologies in advance if I miss commenting to my flist.  Just know that I'm wishing the best for everyone and sending positive vibes whenever I can.
starzki: (FMP I've been worried about you)
My cell phone is not working.

It's working, it's on, the battery is full, but it has no bars. Cell phone reception has never been an issue for me in this apartment. We do have a lot of cloud cover, but that's also never been an issue in the past.

Of course, my mind is going back to that episode of Criminal Minds where a pair of killers would jam cell reception (and cut phone lines) before going into a house and murdering the whole family. So I'm on the lookout.

I need to start watching less violent television, I think.

ETA: I turned it off, then turned it back on and it's okay again. Or else the serial killers have moved on. Either way: YAY!

I broke

Jun. 5th, 2011 06:55 pm
starzki: (chicago skyline)
So I finally made a facebook page to keep up with or reconnect with real life people.

I've lost touch with a few, so when I see their page, my reaction has been something along the lines of, "Hey!  There's [friends name].  She looks terrific!  And she's married?!  Good for her! *looks up husband/wife*  ACK!  Why did she marry someone so old?!?!?"

Wow, I'm judgmental.  Part of it is that I'm not so young (though I consistently think of myself as about 24 years old) and quite a few of my friends are a bit older than me.  So it's not unusual that they'll be dating/married to someone in their 40's.  It's just... shocking to see.

Now I'm wary of friend invite etiquette.  I have people I adore, who I used to hang out with all of the time, but who I've completely lost contact with over the last couple of years.  I wonder if it's weird to send a friend invite to them.  I'm really shy in most social situations and the Internet doesn't always help me figure out what's socially acceptable.

Oh well, I guess I'll figure this out as I go along.

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