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Wow. What a day. Hockey gold for Canada, and the end of the Olympics. That bottle of Baileys I was saving? Gone - as Minni knows well. (Good gods, I'm glad I accidentally closed the window halfway through talking to her. That log is likely just... embarrassing)

It'd be a lie if I said I wasn't actually kind of relieved it's all over. Now things can get back to normal, haa. It's great when exciting things happen, but stability is good too! (As well as following a regular schedule). So hopefully this week will be a turn-around for me. I've spent so much time watching hockey in the last week that I haven't been doing much else. (Really need to do laundry, argh)

I have so much to do tomorrow, it's crazy. WELL. I'D BEST GET ON THAT. It certainly doesn't help that I've been having issues with sleeping lately because my radiator keeps waking me up at around 6 AM with... issues. Lots of really loud banging noises. Seriously, radiator, what the hell're you doin'? I wish there was a way I could make it... stop... doing that because it's really inconvenient. I end up falling back asleep and staying in bed until noon. NOT GOOD.

Since I don't have anything else to say - because I haven't been doing much - here, I'll share a simple recipe for breadcrumb chicken thighs that I made the other night, a variation on what my mum makes, 'cause it's delicious. Very simple, buuut I know there are people on my flist who are as incapable in the kitchen as I am, sooo yeah.

( Mmmm chicken )

And now, to BED.

FUCK YEAH WE WON WE WON WE WON WE WON

this almost totally makes up for Finland losing earlier today I mean seriously seriously serious

but anyway

FUCK YEAH WE WON

SUNDAY

BRING IT ONNNNNNNN AMERICA

WE'RE GONNA KICK YOUR RED WHITE AND BLUE ASS

YEAHHHHHHHHHH



....
yeah I didn't do anything exciting today
yep.

Today was just so much fail. Because of the hockey th'other day, I was so exhausted that I slept in until noon. Had a really weird dream, too, though I can't really recall many details right now. It involved running from something, as my dreams usually do, and long winding packed-dirt roads out in the middle of fields and bush late at night. Pretty damn spooky.

Most of the morning afternoon was spent panicking about a presentation that I have to give tomorrow... which I actually do not have to do tomorrow. Damnit, somehow I ended up thinking that I was to give it on the 24th, when I really need to give it on March 9th. On the one hand, I'm glad that I didn't have to rush and pull an all-nighter today, but on the other hand I feel like an idiot for not checking the syllabus sooner. Well, at least now I can take my time with it and do a good job.

I know I keep complaining about it, but I'm just so frustrated with my wrist right now. I was doing some work for that presentation, and I was writing out things because I think better when I write. But after only a page my hand started to feel really wrong again, and gods know it'll probably be doing pretty bad by tomorrow. I don't know, I guess I just feel so cut off from everything, because not only can't I do the things I love to do (writing), but I can't do the things I need to do (... writing). Well, looks like I'll just have to step up the physio exercises and try to figure something out.

Spoke with my mum about my appointment to get wisdom teeth taken out. She seemed kind of panicky and nervous about it, which really did not thrill me at all. Seriously, mum, that doesn't help me feel better. I mean, I do have a pretty cavalier attitude about the whole thing - dentists don't make me nervous at all, I can go through it no problem, even got a root canal done with hardly a bit of worry or discomfort. But when I go in to get this done, they won't be able to sedate me, and I'm troubled about that. They said that they only sedate people if there is someone to pick them up and take them home afterword, so since I don't have someone, they can't do it, even though I live right next to the building. Fuck. Oh, well. I guess I'll live.

On an unrelated note, I think I've fallen in love with this song (it's so pretty!) but I can't sing it because somehow I keep wanting to pronounce the words as I would if they were in Middle English. I'm... not even sure why that is. Maybe it's just a combination of unfamiliar language + too much Middle English on the brain lately. Still, fail, self. Swedish ≠ Middle English by any stretch.

In other news, we got another gold medal (yesssss). And on Thursday, it'll be Finland vs Sweden and Canada vs USA again, only this time it's women's hockey, and I'm so fucking excited. Going to watch hockey all day, hell yeah. Let's hope the Finnish 'n Canadian women's teams are better at kicking ass than their male counterparts. :|

Today went pretty well, even though I didn't get a whole lot done. I went down to physio, and the end result is this: The condition of my wrist is not getting worse, which is good. Unfortunately, any improvement that is going on is going slowly. That sort of thing is expected with nerves; they heal slowly. But it's still very frustrating. I'm going to have to be very careful to not put pressure on my wrist, and to do the proper stretches every day, and now in addition to that I need to massage it at least once per day. Aside from that, there isn't much I can do, aside from making sure to write as little as possible, and take frequent breaks when using the computer.

This just sucks so much. I hate not being able to do things - but aaa, I guess I've complained about that enough, haven't I? And it's my own damn fault, too, though I really didn't suspect that something like this would happen. Oh, well. At least I've learned. Taking breaks when you're doing homework is important. DON'T FORGET THAT, GUYS. TAKE CARE OF YOURSELF. Sigh.

( Saiyuki, the Anime vs the Manga, and Yuu's lack of attention span )

( USA beat Finland, but the Finns are still awesome )

Okay, so I'm finally home, safe and sound. The flight back was suck to the max; delays up the wazoo, and I had to get up pretty damn early to boot - quarter after 5, ugh. Dad drove me, and he ended up taking me down Millennium Drive. I have no idea why he had that idea, because we got stuck in traffic. Everyone knows you don't go down that road in the mornings 'cause then you have to deal with Fort Mac traffic, ughhhh. Oh, well. I left Fort Mac okay, and got back to Stoon in one piece.

It was pretty weird to be outside at 4:30 and not have the sun setting on me. After less than a week in Fort Mac I found myself back in that mode, getting used to the dark and the valley rising up all around, aaaa. Well, I'll miss that, but I won't be missing being around my parents constantly. My dad is all right, but my mum doesn't seem to realize that after being around people for hours, I need some alone time, and I get very non-social. :| Oh, well. On the upside, she did give me taxi money - but I didn't use it for the taxi from the airport. I took the bus back instead, because it isn't a big deal especially when the day is nice as this one was. So, this means I have a bit of money for groceries, and a bit to put away for travel.

The next few days will consist of me recovering from my "vacation", doing homework, hopefully doing some editing on old fic so I can post it up in the next week, aaaaand also bumming around watching the Olympics.

( We kicked Norway's ass, and why I like women's hockey. )