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( So last night at dinner I had an allergic reaction. )
Crowning glory: I have no idea what gave me that reaction. I had a theory--even while eating dinner, in fact--which was debunked this evening. Other than that? No clue. Nebulous "something". Something happened. Something got into my food. And I got all of that.
Sometimes I really do not like these allergies.
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Yesterday, before all that, was Mountain Day. I got no work done--school or otherwise, really. (Admittedly I had all my school work done beforehand.) Well, I made a website. Other than that? Nope. And I did no work today, either. I feel like I should be working on novels, on physics research, on whatever. I've spent the last two days accumulating dirty dishes, leaving my desk messy, not doing laundry when I probably ought to. I haven't even picked up my ILL books, which came in at the library recently. I will confess to feeling just the slightest bit useless.
...on the other hand, the previous paragraph probably describes rather a lot of college students' typical day-to-day life, so I really shouldn't feel guilty about it. I just always feel like there are more things I want to do, and possibly at some point I will had to admit that I took too much on. (Also, I dislike holding myself to lower standards--on writing every day, writing even when I don't feel like it--than people I know who work full-time do.) On the, er, third hand, though, it's also completely legitimate to take some days off even from worry about stuff exterior to the immediate here-and-now of college life. This weekend, if not before, I will drag myself out of this and do some work so as not to feel like a lump. I will.
Crowning glory: I have no idea what gave me that reaction. I had a theory--even while eating dinner, in fact--which was debunked this evening. Other than that? No clue. Nebulous "something". Something happened. Something got into my food. And I got all of that.
Sometimes I really do not like these allergies.
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Yesterday, before all that, was Mountain Day. I got no work done--school or otherwise, really. (Admittedly I had all my school work done beforehand.) Well, I made a website. Other than that? Nope. And I did no work today, either. I feel like I should be working on novels, on physics research, on whatever. I've spent the last two days accumulating dirty dishes, leaving my desk messy, not doing laundry when I probably ought to. I haven't even picked up my ILL books, which came in at the library recently. I will confess to feeling just the slightest bit useless.
...on the other hand, the previous paragraph probably describes rather a lot of college students' typical day-to-day life, so I really shouldn't feel guilty about it. I just always feel like there are more things I want to do, and possibly at some point I will had to admit that I took too much on. (Also, I dislike holding myself to lower standards--on writing every day, writing even when I don't feel like it--than people I know who work full-time do.) On the, er, third hand, though, it's also completely legitimate to take some days off even from worry about stuff exterior to the immediate here-and-now of college life. This weekend, if not before, I will drag myself out of this and do some work so as not to feel like a lump. I will.