Ow.

Went to bed with a headache and a belly full of juice and water to help hydrate brain. Woke up with left eye feeling sore, tender, and dry and my left cheek feeling swollen and pained. Didn't bother to check it as I scurried around to get to work. Finally, after staring at computer at work for an hour, I went in to see nursing student friend who checked me out quickly and said it looked like I'd been in a short fight. I went into the bathroom to see my eye, and the bone beneath the eye is swollen and red, and I couldn't let my friend touch it. The left side of the eye proper shows red, broken blood vessels and I'm quite certain this is another one of those "Ana whacked me with her elbow in her sleep" incidents that I didn't see coming (usually I awake just before she hits me, so I can avert major damage).

So, yeah. I'm doing laundry and babysitting tonight with an ice pack over the left side of my face. Anyone want to come by, give hugs, and watch movies? You're welcome whether you have kids or not. Just need some "aw, poor thing" statements and lovin'. Email before 3pm or call after 5pm. K?

We're of the hollow men
We are the naked ones
We never meant you harm
Never meant you wrong
I'd like to thank
All my lovers lovers lovers lovers lovers lovers
The chemicals between us
The army of achievers
Lying in this bed

buffy meme

( I get to sleep with spi-ike! )

Randomaton

Health is not fairing well. Am concerned of late. Many changes to be made to daily routine, and yes, need to stick to it. Stretching in the morning is probably the best thing I can do, but I get up so damned early already. Problems? Shin splints (many of them), patellar tracking disorder (wee, look at it go!), tendonitis in hands and legs/feet, skin gone wild with its own landscape, and weight gain without cause. Today's recent facial injury isn't helping. My mood is quite good, and has been for days. Despite the problems that crop up, I'm a rather jolly and more centered person than I think I've ever been. I'm noticing subtle changes in my personality on an almost weekly basis. It seems all of this inner digging I promised a friend I would do is paying off. I not only love who I am these days, I like me, too. Hell, Ana asks me who I want to be in a given show, and I tell her, "I'd rather be me," and I mean it. Good mood notwithstanding, I would still enjoy company tonight. I could use hugs, Ben & Jerry's, lower back massage, and/or someone to just sit around and watch movies with. Still haven't seen some silly movies that came out a few months ago (e.g. Harold and Kumar Go to White Castle and I Heart Huckabees, which may not be out yet). I know y'all have lives and such, and so do I, just asking around to see who might be available this evening. Children will be included as I'm babysitting and doing menial labor around house. With knee loose in socket and stiff joints throughout body. Woo-hoo! Good times, I tell ya. ::winks::

A Word of Horror

Six more weeks of winter. Strange, it's already feeling like early spring (mid-50's), and has been since the middle of January. We're either in for a very hot summer (like '94-'95) or a very cold one (like '02 when we had hail in June). Thank you, pollutants, for making this a more dangerous place to live.

( States I've Visited )

( Countries I've Visited )

No Hurries; No Worries

There is no hurry. Or rather, there is no need to hurry. See that bus? Take a deep breath, put away your book, get your bus pass, and pick up the sacks. When you turn around, you will be ready.

I did as I was told, and though the bus was barreling down the street toward the stop when I last looked, the voice was right. There is no need to hurry. The bus pulled up to the stop as I turned, the door not yet open, and I managed to stroll up to it in time to be the first one on.

There is no need to hurry, unless you’re late for your wedding or a doctor’s appointment, nothing is important enough to bring your body to a state of panic. If you breathe, remain calm, and move toward your destination with the intention of arriving on time, 98% of the time, you will make it. It doesn’t matter how it works, it just works. There’s no use in raising your blood pressure and heart rate over catching a bus, or for much else in life, for that matter. Why send fear’s adrenaline rushing through your veins when you’re simply heading home for the evening? If you show up late, but in a good mood, people will likely forgive you. Again, if you visualize yourself there, you’ll be there when you need to be.

Life is always happening, and when you step out and greet the world, you’ll be ready.

Also, it doesn’t really matter how you look. Be in a good mood, feel good, and people will be happy to see you. You would be surprised what practice of the “calm and pleasant attitude” will do for your life. It’s somewhat like buying more organic food. It isn’t a big change, and it may take a little more effort at first, but in the end, you’ll find you feel better more of the time, and the practice becomes natural.

I sit here even now in a good mood. My back is cramped from menstruation, my eye and cheek are swollen and a slight brush of my hair against said cheek brought me to tears earlier, and my legs feel as if at any moment they might give out when I’m walking, but ... *laugh* despite it all, I’m in a good mood. It almost seems as if the physical pain makes it easier to be happy about everything else, to appreciate a child’s laugh or a pretty shirt.

The Truth About Me

You're probably not surprised to find that ...


i support hot lesbian sex.

But did you know I'm a square? Or maybe I should make that a cube:

I am a member of 4 cliques of size 4

• ki, astralplane, jodawi, indigopowder


• bzarcher, katrionastar, skarlette, indigopowder


• gamera_spinning, xanadumalion, wolfieboy, indigopowder


• indigopowder, snowelf, wolfieboy, xanadumalion

Find the largest clique containing:

(Enter your livejournal username here).

I suppose if you refer to yourself in terms of 2^3 you'd be trying too hard, and you'd be inaccurate. I'm really 2^4. Right, angle? ::coughs:: Don't look at me like that, I've got no loves over here and an ice pack on my left eye. Bugger off if you can't take a really bad joke. Murr.

Ravenlace [5:47 PM]: 2^3 = 8 and 2^4=16, correct?
BZArcher [5:49 PM]: Yep.
Ravenlace [5:49 PM]: 2^2 would be squared, 2^3 would be cubed, what do you call 2^4?
Ravenlace [5:49 PM]: Why is there no language for the fourth dimension?
BZArcher [5:50 PM]: Because we're silly. :D
Ravenlace [5:50 PM]: We live in it, even if we refuse to acknowledge it as anything more than the passing of time, but still ... it needs a language.
Ravenlace [5:50 PM]: Then again, we don't have languge or vocabulary for the things we don't notice and take for granted. Murr.
Ravenlace [5:50 PM]: Eye hurt.

(-Something edited and placed in a girls-only entry--)

EDIT: ( The cliques have changed! )

Juicy

mangotart is up and available. Posting even. Let me know what you think.

Good night, Gracie.