snippets from my thought processes

Yes, that's right. Grumpy.

I am on a diet. A ridiculous diet. This diet involves no wheat, no sugar and no yeast. And considering dairy products are already a touchy subject, very few of those.

What does this leave me to eat, I hear you ask. Well, very little.

- Vegies (limited potatoes)
- Salad (no dressing)
- Meat (including chicken and fish)
- Nuts (no pistachios or hazelnuts)
- .....

Yes, that's about it. It's quite ridiculous.

FOUR TO EIGHT WEEKS.

I am actually beginning to possibly feel sorry for my classes over the next two months. I'm probably going to have slightly less grace than I normally do...

Off to assembly I go.

And I have a headache.

That is all.

I have to leave school early to go to a Pre-Admission Clinic for my operation.

SO. FRUSTRATING.

I really could have used the time today to finish planning and meeting with people and planning and sorting out timetables and planning. Gah.

I promise I will do a decent post on school soon. It's been fantastic so far though - I'm totally stoked to be here. Everyone's been awesome and friendly and wonderful.

So yes. Must leave in 30 minutes, and I still have to sit down with a colleague and plan Year 9 English for this term. Spectacular.

In other related news, I'm finding it easier to update Twitter than to write a whole journal post for the moment. Does anyone know how to get LJ to post on my journal what I post on Twitter? (I know it has something to do with RSS and feeds and stuff, but the help files were wholly unhelpful.)

I have just emailed off my essay. Bibliography to follow tomorrow (long story) and then I just have to wait for the official verdict.

He had better give me a pass.

I'm feeling alot better today, which is good. Nose has stopped running, lung have stopped trying to leave my body, and even the headache is almost gone. I am sore all over from coughing, but that's to be expected. I'm pretty stoked at how quickly I've gotten better; usually these things drag on for weeks with me. Yay! God rocks!

Mmm...lunch...then a snooze, I think.

I spent a couple of hours last night at the Emergency Dept of the Royal Brisbane and a medical centre down the road.

I now have 4 stitches in my left hand, between my index (pointer) finger and middle finger. *sighs*

I was very stupidly cutting an avocado for a salad last night, and I slipped. It was quite convenient that my family and father-in-law were all there for a BBQ, so my father-in-law and Iain took me to the Royal and then on to the medical centre because there was going to be a few hours' wait at the hospital.

It's quite long and deep. The guy who did it did quite a good job; he initially thought it would only be one or two, but then he got sewing, and realised just how long it was.

It's very annoying and frustrating though; I can't use it at all and it hurts and my two fingers are swollen. My hand is all bandaged up.

The stitches come out next Wednesday. And I'm flying to Sydney tomorrow; come home Sunday. I can't even do my own hair!

I still feel sick. What is with this? I AM SUPPOSED TO BE GETTING BETTER, DAMMIT. It's probably not helping that the pollen count is in the bazillions today. *sigh*

I've even taken a whole day off Uni to get better. I'd better be awesome by tomorrow, or I will be grumpy. A WHOLE DAY devoted to getting better. And doing my essay, but still. One entire day. Well, with the exception of tonight - we're visiting Iain's parents for dinner cause Gran is up. But still. That's alot of time I could be doing other things. Like...uni.

The English essay is slowing beginning to make more sense as I research more. Which is lovely. However, I cannot guarantee that the final product will make much sense. Oh well; my aim is to pass. I have reached the point where I do not care; I would like a 5, however, if I pass, I will be happy.

Oh, and we managed to blow up another monitor. Do not ask me how, considering the box is fine, and the two aren't even connected. *sighs* So this time we're buying a new one rather than using the old box-type ones. Let's see how long this one lasts.

I think I have a fever. Still.

You know you're not 100% when the dimmed lighting in your lecture theatre is too bright. *squints*

I need some sunglasses. Too bright.

So Iain goes to the dentist where one of his mates goes, and the dude states the obvious - the wisdom teeth must go. The pain combined with them pushing other teeth out of place was enough for out brain cells to figure that out. However, he refers him to an oral surgeon because he doesn't want to attempt to take them out.

My dentist at another practice says he'll take mine out cause they're through and groovy - they're also just sore and pushing my teeth together. I mention Iain's seeing someone else, and he says that if that guy says he won't do it, to get Iain to drop his XRays in and he'll take a look and let him know if he can do them. Apparently, the majority of dentists don't want to do the wisdom teeth removal thing cause they don't like it for various reasons, thus they refer you on to a very expensive (read = thousands of dollars) oral surgeon, when you really don't need it.

So this guy calls, says he needs to have a squiz in Iain's mouth and they'll chat. Iain goes today, and the verdict is - the top two are easy to take out, no problem. They're through and all is good. The bottom two, however, aren't through fully, and he wants to wait until they're done pushing. Removing the top two will often give the bottom two enough room to make it all the way.

So. Instead of costing us THOUSANDS OF DOLLARS, it is going to cost $415. And mine are going to cost the same, except I have to have all four out in two goes, so $830. But I get $300 back from my health fund, thus only costing $530. And then Iain has time to join a health fund and wait the 2 month waiting period and have his done.

*dances* Isn't my God good? HE IS SO GOOD TO US.

Dammit, I'm tired. *puts eyes back in head* And I ache and pain. Must take panadol before going to bed.

Ok, so all written assessment for Friday finished. I must print on Friday and hand in. Must not forget.

GRUMPY. My pretty Macbook, which I was going to order tomorrow morning has gone from shipping in 24 hours to shipping in 9-11 business days. WHY? I am going to call and speak to a human to find out why. Am not happy. The only reason I'm ordering it online is because it's the only way to get the Education discount (which works out to be around $800 when all totalled). I am hoping it is a technical error. This is possibly not a good start to our relationship.

My eye was doing weird things earlier, but it seems to have corrected itself. This is worrying.

TIRED. GRUMPY. Going to bed.

Ok am bored.

Tute presentation went well, which is pleasing. THEY PICKED ON ME OMG. SO NOT FAIR. I guess that's cause I actually posed an argument, as opposed to the other girl (who is so incredibly Zimbabwean it's not funny) who just kinda stated facts. But I got almost all the questions, which was ok cause I could answer them, but whoof. I ended up leaving most of the questions that weren't specifically directed at me (as in 'HEATHER. You said blahblahblah...'), and most of the general discussion to her cause no one really asked her anything. Well, you couldn't really considering everything she said was fact, and we knew it from the lecture.

I have a sore throat. Again. I think it comes from so much talking, and the cold weather. I had one last night by the time I got home at 10pm, so I should probably watch it.

But now I have about an hour to kill, and piracy in Southeast Asia just isn't that appealing. Shockingly enough. I suppose I should work on my commentary (on the presentation), but I doubt my brain is going to let me.

Ooh, look, shiney.....

I really need to upload my VMars icons. Such pretty. I never think that I have 32* free icon spaces, and as such I only use about 10. Whoops.

* Yup, I was wrong. 42. I dig this whole been-a-paid-user-forever-so-we-give-you-free-userpics thing.