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sigmastolenSo, yeah. I stayed home from school today, to nurse my sinus pressure, sniffles, and post-nasal drip. I thought I didn't have a fever, but then it turned out I was just reading my thermometer wrong, and when I thought it said 98.6 it actually said 99.0. Hey, stop scoffing, it's a logical mistake to make, considering my poorly-designed thermometer. They made me get one of those mercury-free ones, and it's weird to read and it's massive and hard to keep under my tongue. Boo. So I had been planning to take a lazy day in the apartment with the kitties and all the homework I hadn't done.
Except Flatmate also stayed home sick, because she had "a tickle in her throat" and wanted to nip it in the bud. Which ruined my plans, and I ended up spending most of the day avoiding her under the guise of napping. GOD WHY DOES SHE TALK SO MUCH? I did nap for real, some, which was fine. Flatmate also made chicken soup, which is good and bad: good because her chicken soup is delicious (although I haven't had any of this batch yet because I haven't been hungry today, so I had breakfast around nine and then lunch around four and no dinner, although I did just eat a pop tart), but bad because it made the apartment hot and stuffy, and now everything reeks of onion.
And I still haven't done the (4-5 page) project for my one actual class with the school of education -- which is due tomorrow evening... I guess I'll do it tomorrow morning? I haven't decided if I'll go to work/class tomorrow, although I'm pretty sure I'm not allowed to skip orchestra rehearsal since our concert is on Thursday. I might go to school just for orchestra and then go back home without going to the ed class afterwards. I did read the 40-page article that I was supposed to read last week, though... it was interesting, about education and social class, and the different kinds of knowledge that are taught at different class schools, and the reproductive or transformative powers thereof. But it was just 40 pages long and full of tiny blurry print and typos. Whatever.
Mostly, I'm just glad not to have died of sinus pressure today, like I thought I would when it woke me up at four in the morning. I wish I could have gotten more actual sleep, though. How can I be so bad at naps? And now that it's proper bedtime, why is it so hard to fall asleep?
Except Flatmate also stayed home sick, because she had "a tickle in her throat" and wanted to nip it in the bud. Which ruined my plans, and I ended up spending most of the day avoiding her under the guise of napping. GOD WHY DOES SHE TALK SO MUCH? I did nap for real, some, which was fine. Flatmate also made chicken soup, which is good and bad: good because her chicken soup is delicious (although I haven't had any of this batch yet because I haven't been hungry today, so I had breakfast around nine and then lunch around four and no dinner, although I did just eat a pop tart), but bad because it made the apartment hot and stuffy, and now everything reeks of onion.
And I still haven't done the (4-5 page) project for my one actual class with the school of education -- which is due tomorrow evening... I guess I'll do it tomorrow morning? I haven't decided if I'll go to work/class tomorrow, although I'm pretty sure I'm not allowed to skip orchestra rehearsal since our concert is on Thursday. I might go to school just for orchestra and then go back home without going to the ed class afterwards. I did read the 40-page article that I was supposed to read last week, though... it was interesting, about education and social class, and the different kinds of knowledge that are taught at different class schools, and the reproductive or transformative powers thereof. But it was just 40 pages long and full of tiny blurry print and typos. Whatever.
Mostly, I'm just glad not to have died of sinus pressure today, like I thought I would when it woke me up at four in the morning. I wish I could have gotten more actual sleep, though. How can I be so bad at naps? And now that it's proper bedtime, why is it so hard to fall asleep?
