This is weird. I took the painkiller last night, around 11. Last night, my shoulder was still hurting, a lot. I got to sleep maybe around 2. Woke up around 12 or so, have been groggy all day. But also all day, my shoulder has been hurting less and less, so that it's barely hurting at all now, even though last time I took the painkiller was 24 hours ago.

Also dizzy and headachy and generally feeling like crap. And feeling kind of feverish, but my temp is normal.

Drugs are weird. I do not like this.

Oh, Hil.

Gronk of the morning, all. I'm gonna have such a dull day today, till meeting Nilly. Should be more grateful about my life, I know, but right now it's not that exciting.

Friends and appliances take care of the rest

When Hebrew pulls through. You see, "appliances", "toys", "instruments" and etc. and kinnda the same word in Hebrew (something like the Latin res).

So for a moment, I thought Vortex was talking about sex toys.

And then y'all started talking about washing machines. What's up with that?

And now, quick run on the dishes, and a run to uni.

right now it's not that exciting

On the plus side, at the end of the day you get Nilly.

I know. Which is why I have teh guilt for feeling like this about my day, on a day that will end with Nilly and ice cream.

And then y'all started talking about washing machines. What's up with that?

It would seem that Hebrew got it right.

Hebrew is getting something.

I'm just not sure what.

The connection between sex toys and appliances.

On the other hand, "let's build a trebuchet/robot" are among the possible solutions your crew might have come up with under those circumstances. So there's some upside/downside there.

I thought Mythbusters was based in San Francisco.

So for a moment, I thought Vortex was talking about sex toys.

And then y'all started talking about washing machines. What's up with that?

Ever sit on a washing machine while it was on? The spin cycle is realllllllly nice.

The connection between sex toys and appliances.

Yeah, I know about the washing machine masturbation technique.

Just not sure about what the linguistics is getting. Or the people using that language.

Your sex talk is way too sophisticated for me, this time of the morning.

Hugs for Sean and anyone else who's feeling lonely or bummed out tonight. I'm ignoring the appliance masturbation talk because our washer/dryer is stacked in a closet, so no love for me when ND is out of town.

Annnyway. I've had an extremely frustrating night. I really (really) need to finish grading 14 papers. 14 really isn't that bad, but my ADD has been kicking my ass lately. This new med I'm on works great for anxiety and depression, but it's not helping the ADD at all the way the Wellbutrin did. This is vastly preferable, but ARGH. I'm feeling the time crunch something fierce right now, and it isn't pretty. I have to have initial senior grades done by Thursday, and I have to get these freshmen papers back tomorrow or (at the very latest) Wednesday if I'm going to give them enough time to finish their revisions by next week (which I can't change). I think I'm going to have to try to do some work during class while they work in groups tomorrow, and I hate having to do that. I made a plan for the weekend and was on track until Zoe had to go back into the vet yesterday, and another big vet bill and stress (though thankfully things look like they're going to be okay) knocked me off course and reduced me to a procrastinating stress machine. I hate this so much. I hate myself like this. I just want to force my brain into submission, but it's fighting me tooth and nail.

My problems are not big ones; please don't listen to me whine here and think I'm not still very grateful for my life. I'm just really annoyed with myself right now, and it's frustrating.