books and libretti (![[info]](http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif){kind=small} bookslibretti) wrote,@ 2008-03-19 20:15:00 |
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I'm home on spring break and chilling out a little (or more than a little). The other day Doug and I left phone-tag messages for each other, and yesterday and today Ben and I were texting, and I'm feeling pretty calm in that department -- like everything's okay, just on hold until I get back in the city.
I don't have that many school assignments, either -- read and summarize a book for Irish Music, get word-perfect on my Acting Medieval Lit monologue -- so I'm pretty chill about those, too. Also, I thought I crashed on the Women Intellectuals midterm (and didn't think I'd been doing that well in the class overall), and somehow my midterm grade is an A-. For the makeup class, where my silicone didn't set at all, I also wound up with an A for my midterm grade. So I feel pretty relaxed about everything in that department, too.
Today I saw a different dermatologist (at the same practice) and he gave me the impression Accutane may not give me the rotten side effects I was expecting. We'll see -- after all, he's the guy trying to sell you the stuff, and I don't trust him as much as I trust my usual dermatologist -- but it would be really nice if I didn't dry up all over (I like my strong fingernails and even my shiny hair [although okay, it could be toned down a little]). Anyway, I got the first blood tests and I'm registered on the iPledge site; on April 18, I get more blood tests, and then I have another appointment to get and fill the prescription on April 21. I'm pretty -- okay, make that really -- psyched.
I have been sleeping a lot, and not paying attention to what I eat, and it's been fabulous. I came home and amazed my family with my muscles, and then I promptly collapsed on the couch. Tonight I had grilled salmon, spinach fettucine, and steamed baby carrots. Amaaaazing.
Tomorrow night we're heading to my grandmother's for Easter -- I guess I'm not going to wind up back in the city midweek (early plans had had me catching the train back to put in a day at work, see Ben, and catch another train to my grandmother's). That's cool, though; I can get behind some uninterrupted chillaxing. Right now I feel a whole lot like my icon.
I don't have that many school assignments, either -- read and summarize a book for Irish Music, get word-perfect on my Acting Medieval Lit monologue -- so I'm pretty chill about those, too. Also, I thought I crashed on the Women Intellectuals midterm (and didn't think I'd been doing that well in the class overall), and somehow my midterm grade is an A-. For the makeup class, where my silicone didn't set at all, I also wound up with an A for my midterm grade. So I feel pretty relaxed about everything in that department, too.
Today I saw a different dermatologist (at the same practice) and he gave me the impression Accutane may not give me the rotten side effects I was expecting. We'll see -- after all, he's the guy trying to sell you the stuff, and I don't trust him as much as I trust my usual dermatologist -- but it would be really nice if I didn't dry up all over (I like my strong fingernails and even my shiny hair [although okay, it could be toned down a little]). Anyway, I got the first blood tests and I'm registered on the iPledge site; on April 18, I get more blood tests, and then I have another appointment to get and fill the prescription on April 21. I'm pretty -- okay, make that really -- psyched.
I have been sleeping a lot, and not paying attention to what I eat, and it's been fabulous. I came home and amazed my family with my muscles, and then I promptly collapsed on the couch. Tonight I had grilled salmon, spinach fettucine, and steamed baby carrots. Amaaaazing.
Tomorrow night we're heading to my grandmother's for Easter -- I guess I'm not going to wind up back in the city midweek (early plans had had me catching the train back to put in a day at work, see Ben, and catch another train to my grandmother's). That's cool, though; I can get behind some uninterrupted chillaxing. Right now I feel a whole lot like my icon.
