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Jan. 23rd, 2007 12:41 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
napoleonherselfI had a counseling appointment scheduled yesterday. Got there at 1:30 for my 2:00 appointment, except then I found out that no, it was an 11:00 appointment. DUH IDIOT. I was able to reschedule for today but still, how stupid can a person be? This stupid, apparently. I wound up not going to my class either, because it wasn't until 4, which would have meant two hours sitting around doing nothing. And I'm currently unable to just sit around doing nothing, because when I try I just wind up sobbing miserably. So I gave up on the day. It was ruined anyway. I couldn't even make dinner without something going wrong; I had a pot full of meal-in-a-box jambalaya on the stove, went to stir it, and it spat boiling-hot jambalaya all over my hand, causing me to jump back in pain and send a spoonful of also boiling-hot jambalaya all over the kitchen and/or myself. It sucked.
About five hours ago I ran into a table and ripped my hand open (yes, seriously, I ran into a table. shut up.). There was a flap of skin hanging open and blood welling up underneath. I put neosporin and a bandage on it, got on with going to class and such, and didn't look at it again until after my shower a half-hour ago. Now the flap has plainly fused back to the rest of my hand. The human healing factor creeps me out sometimes.
Now it is about time to get ready to go back to campus and try this appointment again, and then hopefully have an appropriate amount of time between it and my 4:00 class. At least I have a nice new very warm coat that Quentin helped me pick out this weekend. It is Carhart brand which I guess is like really good or something? All I know is it is heck of warm and comfortable. Between it and my new half-fingerless Army-style gloves, I am ready to face the elements. Even if it scares me to think of facing much of anything else.
About five hours ago I ran into a table and ripped my hand open (yes, seriously, I ran into a table. shut up.). There was a flap of skin hanging open and blood welling up underneath. I put neosporin and a bandage on it, got on with going to class and such, and didn't look at it again until after my shower a half-hour ago. Now the flap has plainly fused back to the rest of my hand. The human healing factor creeps me out sometimes.
Now it is about time to get ready to go back to campus and try this appointment again, and then hopefully have an appropriate amount of time between it and my 4:00 class. At least I have a nice new very warm coat that Quentin helped me pick out this weekend. It is Carhart brand which I guess is like really good or something? All I know is it is heck of warm and comfortable. Between it and my new half-fingerless Army-style gloves, I am ready to face the elements. Even if it scares me to think of facing much of anything else.
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Date: 2007-01-24 03:59 am (UTC)