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I woke up at some point this morning--6 or 7 maybe, possibly earlier--with my throat hurting and irritated. I tossed and turned until 8.15 and then realized there was no point to the continued unpleasantness, that I wouldn't be able to sleep for another hour, and I got up. Since then, I haven't done much. I immediately took Advil, and then I made tea. I only just had some cereal, which went down so-so. I did the "band/album" meme twice, and made an alternate version of my second album (Czernikowo's "Unsuitable Quality to the Unsure"). Photoshop didn't die on me! Shocking. I just put a load of laundry into the washer. I managed to fit all my darks/brights into a single load. Bwahahaha. I'm going to do another load of towels, too. Maybe whites.
Fetish Ball: The SAC cut our allocation by $50, giving us $900. Admittedly, this is a lot, more than double what we got last year. I don't actually object to the amount, although it is disappointing. What bothers me--all right, let's be frank, it rather pisses me off--is that in neither the meeting on Sunday nor yesterday were we given an opportunity to defend the amount we were requesting. They just debated it among themselves and barely spoke to us at all. They kept acting as if this was our original request, only barely acknowledging that we slashed approximately $2,000 from our request. Other than that, things are moving pretty well. Our t-shirt pre-order table will be up and running next Monday, and Claire and I will be figuring out the training for that tomorrow.
Thesis: Still on the "flaws" chapter. Getting rather cranky about it, with intermittent fun. But I think I'm moving ahead, even though it's slow. I won't let myself get discouraged to the point of paralysis.
Gaming! I have, for now, stopped my subscription to WoW. I wasn't playing, and it was probably better to remove the temptation anyway. Shadowrun is fun. I miss playing Finster, though. I'm sure it will all be good. I dunno what I'm saying anymore. I'm really tired and my throat hates me. I'm going to check on my laundry and go get food at the Four Winds.
Love.
Fetish Ball: The SAC cut our allocation by $50, giving us $900. Admittedly, this is a lot, more than double what we got last year. I don't actually object to the amount, although it is disappointing. What bothers me--all right, let's be frank, it rather pisses me off--is that in neither the meeting on Sunday nor yesterday were we given an opportunity to defend the amount we were requesting. They just debated it among themselves and barely spoke to us at all. They kept acting as if this was our original request, only barely acknowledging that we slashed approximately $2,000 from our request. Other than that, things are moving pretty well. Our t-shirt pre-order table will be up and running next Monday, and Claire and I will be figuring out the training for that tomorrow.
Thesis: Still on the "flaws" chapter. Getting rather cranky about it, with intermittent fun. But I think I'm moving ahead, even though it's slow. I won't let myself get discouraged to the point of paralysis.
Gaming! I have, for now, stopped my subscription to WoW. I wasn't playing, and it was probably better to remove the temptation anyway. Shadowrun is fun. I miss playing Finster, though. I'm sure it will all be good. I dunno what I'm saying anymore. I'm really tired and my throat hates me. I'm going to check on my laundry and go get food at the Four Winds.
Love.
