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Mar. 29th, 2004 10:47 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
brightbluegirlI feel like crap!
I had a horrible sleeping night, including a dream of remembering a repressed memory of being violently sexually abused, waking up at 4:30 with a stuffed up nose and unable to figure out if it was a real memory (it was not), and then again at 6:30.
I feel sick - I can't tell if it's a cold or allergies though. I've been having allergy reactions for the past couple of weeks - this is different. Worse allergies? Possibly. A cold - more probably.
Bleh.
I had 2 cool dreams though - in one my mother was helping me dye my hair, which was bright magenta with some black streaks, with some lighter pink parts, and cherry red underneath.
panaceamatt was in the other, we did a neat gymnastic type performance, he helped me past some dangerous things, I helped him past some dangerous things. It was neat, because his personality really came through in the dream. Kind of impish.
Although people WERE trying to harm us in that dream.
Yeah, so that was my night.
But here I am, I'm working, the usual. I look forward to getting a lot done today. I also look forward to getting out of here at 4.
But tonight I have a lot I want to do - we need to repin the pattern for Andrew's coat, (damnit), and I need to work out, and I'll be editing his english assignment.
So about the working out thing - on Saturday, I somehow pulled a muscle in my left thigh. I pulled it so badly that by the end of the day, walking, walking up stairs, and even shifting my legs while sitting hurt like a sonofabitch. I mean, it was PAINFUL. I hadn't worked out that day, but we had gone for a nice long walk - I tried to stretch that night, but only succeeded in stretching that muscle.
On Sunday, it still hurt. I made a conscious decision not to work out, but we did do another long walk. (It's hard to stay indoors when it's nice out) I did a full stretching routine that evening.
Today it feels better - just the slightest twinges when I cross my legs and whatnot. So my plan is to do my regular upper body workout, which includes only 1/2 hour of cardio. With luck, that won't hurt me again. If the leg stays ok, then I can go for a run tomorrow.
I can tell I'm not at my best, brain-wise, because I'm not having success writing in any cohesive format.
Sorry.
On Saturday morning, when I woke up, I felt like crap. We made and ate breakfast, and I went back to bed for 2 more hours. Maybe I AM getting sick, because I was extra tired all weekend. I dunno.
Saturday afternoon we went for a nice long walk, and in the process, found and East African restaurant about a 40 minute walk away, that should be a nice place to check out. It's got lots of those "Best of" awards for several years. We also walked past a thrift store we want to check out sometime.
Ah yes, the ever elusive "sometime". Heh.
So we went out for dinner at Wazubees again, and this poor waitress fell on her ASS right in front of our table. I, of course, got up to see if she was ok, and helped her up. Andrew saw I was doing it, so he didn't get up (lucky for her, she had no food or drinks at the time - all that was wounded was her pride). But no one else even FLINCHED. What the hell is this world coming to??
Anyway.
He had a bean burrito that was the shiznit. I had an ahi tuna burger with wasabi mayonaise and pickled ginger. It was sooooo good. So good. Exquisite. Yes. That good. Come visit so I can take you to this restaurant good. (This is the place I had the spinach/strawberry salad...)
Then we met up with a couple of friends to see "The Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind".
Oh MY.
I'm still thinking about it. That doesn't usually happen. I've got to tell you, it was gorgeous. stunning. took my breath away. I cried. I laughed. I LOVED IT. Jim Carrey is incredible. Kate Winslet was fantastic. The people behind the creation of that movie are geniuses. Brilliant.
Truly.
If you ever thought to see a movie based on my suggestions - make it this one.
Oh man.
Of course, whatshername overacts in the entire thing. Um. The chick from spiderman, and interview with a vampire. Dammit. My brain has just farted. Anyway, she overacts. There is a brief, shining moment, out on the street, near the end of the movie, when she doesn't, when she actually was directed well, and that was good. That was great. But otherwise, she overacts.
Maybe it's so obvious because Jim and Kate are so good in comparison.
Either way, I'm still thinking about it. So good.
Sunday wasn't anything. We went to dim sum, I ate so god damned much sugar, including about 6 butter tarts and 1000 cookies, and we went to Fabricland to buy some big pillows for the couch.
We also went to a dollar store, and bought some of those great little styrofoam flyers that you put together (but not airplanes, DINOSAURS!), and walked for about an hour playing with our flyers. We took pictures, I'll get back to you.
Waiting for the bus on the way home, we played tag a little (he always wins! It's the longer reach, it must be)
Once home, I had a nap.
Then I called my grandparents, and had possibly the least uncomfortable conversation with my grandmother in the last 3 or 4 years, and then called my father, and we chatted for awhile. There's more about that, but I'm not really ready to talk about it.
And we finally cut each other's hair. Mine is too short, but it will grow quickly, and it's nice to not worry about the stupid waves and curls I get that just make me look messy.
For dinner we had a spinach salad with toasted sunflower seeds, strawberries, and goat cheese. Mmmmmm goat cheese. Oh, and a delightful cherry balsamic vinegrette.
And more buttertarts and cookies.
Needless to say, I'm back off sugar, as of today. OFF, I say!
There's more here that I just don't want to talk about. I feel uncomfortable, unhappy, not fitting well in my skin. My conversation with my father was odd, Andrew's going to be crewing for a theatre production here, which means much less time spent with him until the beginning of may, INCLUDING fucking up the 4 day weekend I was so looking forward to at Easter...
I'm overworked at work, and that's good, I LIKE being busy, but it means I can't go more into depth about this stuff right now. I need to focus on work for awhile.
I dunno. I'll feel better in a couple of days, once I start to bleed.
I had a horrible sleeping night, including a dream of remembering a repressed memory of being violently sexually abused, waking up at 4:30 with a stuffed up nose and unable to figure out if it was a real memory (it was not), and then again at 6:30.
I feel sick - I can't tell if it's a cold or allergies though. I've been having allergy reactions for the past couple of weeks - this is different. Worse allergies? Possibly. A cold - more probably.
Bleh.
I had 2 cool dreams though - in one my mother was helping me dye my hair, which was bright magenta with some black streaks, with some lighter pink parts, and cherry red underneath.
panaceamatt was in the other, we did a neat gymnastic type performance, he helped me past some dangerous things, I helped him past some dangerous things. It was neat, because his personality really came through in the dream. Kind of impish.
Although people WERE trying to harm us in that dream.
Yeah, so that was my night.
But here I am, I'm working, the usual. I look forward to getting a lot done today. I also look forward to getting out of here at 4.
But tonight I have a lot I want to do - we need to repin the pattern for Andrew's coat, (damnit), and I need to work out, and I'll be editing his english assignment.
So about the working out thing - on Saturday, I somehow pulled a muscle in my left thigh. I pulled it so badly that by the end of the day, walking, walking up stairs, and even shifting my legs while sitting hurt like a sonofabitch. I mean, it was PAINFUL. I hadn't worked out that day, but we had gone for a nice long walk - I tried to stretch that night, but only succeeded in stretching that muscle.
On Sunday, it still hurt. I made a conscious decision not to work out, but we did do another long walk. (It's hard to stay indoors when it's nice out) I did a full stretching routine that evening.
Today it feels better - just the slightest twinges when I cross my legs and whatnot. So my plan is to do my regular upper body workout, which includes only 1/2 hour of cardio. With luck, that won't hurt me again. If the leg stays ok, then I can go for a run tomorrow.
I can tell I'm not at my best, brain-wise, because I'm not having success writing in any cohesive format.
Sorry.
On Saturday morning, when I woke up, I felt like crap. We made and ate breakfast, and I went back to bed for 2 more hours. Maybe I AM getting sick, because I was extra tired all weekend. I dunno.
Saturday afternoon we went for a nice long walk, and in the process, found and East African restaurant about a 40 minute walk away, that should be a nice place to check out. It's got lots of those "Best of" awards for several years. We also walked past a thrift store we want to check out sometime.
Ah yes, the ever elusive "sometime". Heh.
So we went out for dinner at Wazubees again, and this poor waitress fell on her ASS right in front of our table. I, of course, got up to see if she was ok, and helped her up. Andrew saw I was doing it, so he didn't get up (lucky for her, she had no food or drinks at the time - all that was wounded was her pride). But no one else even FLINCHED. What the hell is this world coming to??
Anyway.
He had a bean burrito that was the shiznit. I had an ahi tuna burger with wasabi mayonaise and pickled ginger. It was sooooo good. So good. Exquisite. Yes. That good. Come visit so I can take you to this restaurant good. (This is the place I had the spinach/strawberry salad...)
Then we met up with a couple of friends to see "The Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind".
Oh MY.
I'm still thinking about it. That doesn't usually happen. I've got to tell you, it was gorgeous. stunning. took my breath away. I cried. I laughed. I LOVED IT. Jim Carrey is incredible. Kate Winslet was fantastic. The people behind the creation of that movie are geniuses. Brilliant.
Truly.
If you ever thought to see a movie based on my suggestions - make it this one.
Oh man.
Of course, whatshername overacts in the entire thing. Um. The chick from spiderman, and interview with a vampire. Dammit. My brain has just farted. Anyway, she overacts. There is a brief, shining moment, out on the street, near the end of the movie, when she doesn't, when she actually was directed well, and that was good. That was great. But otherwise, she overacts.
Maybe it's so obvious because Jim and Kate are so good in comparison.
Either way, I'm still thinking about it. So good.
Sunday wasn't anything. We went to dim sum, I ate so god damned much sugar, including about 6 butter tarts and 1000 cookies, and we went to Fabricland to buy some big pillows for the couch.
We also went to a dollar store, and bought some of those great little styrofoam flyers that you put together (but not airplanes, DINOSAURS!), and walked for about an hour playing with our flyers. We took pictures, I'll get back to you.
Waiting for the bus on the way home, we played tag a little (he always wins! It's the longer reach, it must be)
Once home, I had a nap.
Then I called my grandparents, and had possibly the least uncomfortable conversation with my grandmother in the last 3 or 4 years, and then called my father, and we chatted for awhile. There's more about that, but I'm not really ready to talk about it.
And we finally cut each other's hair. Mine is too short, but it will grow quickly, and it's nice to not worry about the stupid waves and curls I get that just make me look messy.
For dinner we had a spinach salad with toasted sunflower seeds, strawberries, and goat cheese. Mmmmmm goat cheese. Oh, and a delightful cherry balsamic vinegrette.
And more buttertarts and cookies.
Needless to say, I'm back off sugar, as of today. OFF, I say!
There's more here that I just don't want to talk about. I feel uncomfortable, unhappy, not fitting well in my skin. My conversation with my father was odd, Andrew's going to be crewing for a theatre production here, which means much less time spent with him until the beginning of may, INCLUDING fucking up the 4 day weekend I was so looking forward to at Easter...
I'm overworked at work, and that's good, I LIKE being busy, but it means I can't go more into depth about this stuff right now. I need to focus on work for awhile.
I dunno. I'll feel better in a couple of days, once I start to bleed.
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Date: 2004-03-29 10:54 am (UTC)Kirsten Dunst was a waste of space. Her character wasn't even needed IMO.
:D Hope your thigh feels better!!!
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Date: 2004-03-29 11:26 am (UTC)Funny thing, I've never seen Kate Winslet in anything, this was the first movie I saw her in. That probably helped with me liking her. :D
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Date: 2004-03-29 11:14 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2004-03-29 11:26 am (UTC)Well, I usually eat well, because if I don't, then I do things like eat tons of crap food instead. It has to be the best, the tastiest, the most perfect food 100% of the time, for me to not overeat.
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Date: 2004-03-29 07:51 pm (UTC)Although people WERE trying to harm us in that dream."
I seem to be doing this to a lot of people lately. Ever since I got to montreal I've been winding up in everybody's dreamtime. I'm not surprised. thanks for the help through the dangerous things.
The imp is my changeling/trickster nature. it used to be more vicious, but it's now quite tame, although it will still laugh at you if you fall in a puddle.
The people trying to harm us is curious. I don't tend to make enemies easily as I usually consider others as "another me", but the other night at the bar, a near stranger accused me of "looking funny" at his girlfriend. He seemed smarter than that. I don't even recall glancing in her direction, but I WAS dancing up a storm of chi. right when my mind melted into chi-dance-bliss, he stormed off.
some people just aren't comfortable around happiness.
walk with you again.
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Date: 2004-03-30 10:49 am (UTC)The people could well have been trying to harm me, and you were just sort of there for the ride.
happiness is bliss. Literally. :D
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Date: 2004-03-30 12:46 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2004-03-31 10:48 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2004-03-31 12:05 pm (UTC)you can balance much better with a tail.
and who knows, maybe even train it to be prehensile.
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Date: 2004-03-30 07:42 am (UTC)I did that once, although not with food.
I was seating a couple, grabbed some menus, and told them to walk this way. Then I tripped over my own feet and fell flat on my ass. They stood around looking a bit nervous and I felt retarded. Then I started to bust up laughing, which made them even more nervous. They probably thought I was some "specially" placed employee.
They did however leave me one big fat huge tip, so apparently the sympathy tip works. ;)
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Date: 2004-03-30 10:27 am (UTC)Kirsten Dunst was good in Virgin Suicides, but that's the only movie I've ever seen her in...
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Date: 2004-03-30 10:46 am (UTC)I like reading your take on things, so I hope you see it. :D