Blather, rinse, repeat

Kung Fu tonight was one of those ridiculously life-affirming classes. Every single time I feel like I've got too much on my plate and start hearing "Pressure" playing on a loop in my head, I remind myself, "GO TRAIN" and it never fails me.

I missed the first class because I had a minor panic about leaving Haku alone. I don't know why; I just felt like if I walked out the door he'd start the seizure cascade again. I realize now it was really just a panic attack kind of thing. When I finally did get to Kung Fu, I talked a while with Empress, Te Ji Nan and another boy who needs a name. Then made it in time for blackbelt training. The warmup alone always clears my mind, especially when I push myself. And then we did staff form indoors and Sifu asked me to begin teaching it to Needs A Name. I was so ridiculously honored, like out of proportion honored.

Also, I'm so happy, I got my bracelet back tonight! It was such a great feeling, slipping it back on.

And now Jo-chan is here and we watched Family Guy and I'm just setting in to go to bed. Clinic tomorrow, which is I think the first of the last three? I can actually count down my days of school by now. Six. I have six days left there. That's it. I wish I could somehow squish them all together and get them over with in one shot, but alas.

I'm about 2/3 done with my pathology paper, which I guess isn't so bad because it is due, HELLO, Wednesday (and today is Thursday.) Normally we'd have till Friday to hand them in, and my clinic day is Friday, but EFF YOU THANKSGIVING. So I've got to bring it in Wednesday. Which is just as well, since I'll be there making up Friday's hours all day Wednesday anyway, but still. Ah well, it will give me the push I need to just finish it the eff up this weekend and then not have to think about it anymore.

What rules is that I can also finish up my last written lab assignment, and then I'll only have two finals this trimester. And I can take them both on one day and then skip the last class and still get credit for it. So, that's a bit squeetastic.

Six days and that's it. SIX. ^_^

And then of course, I have to study for my boards in January. I was talking to a training sister tonight who is a licensed therapist and she was like, "Yeah, it's totally hard, you'll see questions on stuff you've never even heard of in school."

No pressure.

And after that, it's time to go job-hunting. (Yes, those are definitely job droppings!)

NO PRESSURE.

Today I meant to clean my house and both fish tanks but with writing my stupid paper, I didn't get to do either. Oh! I didn't even mention it! But last Sunday I finally got a new betta. His name is Handsome Bob and he's lavender and white. Unfortunately he's kind of a dickweed; currently he is harassing poor Claire and he won't quit. Leon was never so rude. Maybe he'll calm down.

Well, anyway I suppose I should get myself to bed; early day tomorrow and all of that. Read a little bit of the new King and then wait for the crack dreams.

OH! Duh, how could I forget! I actually started writing this so that I could type out last night's crack dream. It goes like this:

I'm in my own living room, and there's some sort of animal kingdom around me, like a little microcosm flowing between my living room and my yard. This does not surprise me or anything. Then, a black lion approaches me and says, "I choose you to reign." I have no idea what he means, but I feel sort of honored. So I lie down on the floor with all the animals and the lion starts petting me, like I was the pet; like, he's scratching my head with his claws. O_O

After a while of this I become nervous, thinking, What if he gets mad? After all, it's a wild animal; they're unpredictable no matter what. How can I keep the lion from getting mad and clawing me to death or eating me? I probably can't, so I'll just have to make an escape.

The lion goes prowling around and I start to get up, when some other animal (a bunny, or a deer or something,) tells me that I had better not leave. After all, he chose me and if I shirk my duties, then the lion will get angry, so it's better not to risk it.

Whatever the motherloving eff that was all about, I have no earthly clue.

Yeah, so that was last night's crack dream.

God I need to vacuum my floor. I wonder when that opportunity will present itself.

Good night!