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Update On Things of All Natures
Oct. 20th, 2005 01:39 amI found my credit card. It is safe.
I kicked butt on my French Midterm, coming in with a lovely 95%.
I finished my paper on madness and it seems to hold together well, and it is turned in. Out of my hands, off of my mind.
I actually got six hours of sleep before class today, but that was because I skipped on of them and slept after finishing my paper at 5:30 am.
I am dead tired and mentally drained from that paper. I feel like printing out a copy just to burn it.
I have seven dollars of cash to last the rest of the month, but will be buying Lemony Snicket's new book and some pink yarn tomorrow in LR, using debit. Because nothing is keeping me from my very finely done storytelling or my knitting.
I have finished the main bit of my Not'Cat'Hat. It is white. It has ears. It is cute. There will be pictures as soon as the color work of the eyes and ears and nose is done.
I have a Brand New Car. It is love. It is the Salaciously Sinister Steel-Grey Mazda. Every bit of it is perfect. There will be pictures, also.
I have been spending my time today gathering screencaps of Final Fantasy: Unlimited, but only of one of the Head Villian's operatives. Because. He's... well.... he has white hair, green eyes, and wears all white and is very enigmatic. If that doesn't make it clear, you'll never know.
Then I started animating the screencaps.
Lastly.
My grandfather woke up day before yesterday and found he could not walk because of all the pain he found himself in. He's been taking care of my grandmother, who broke her hip two Christmas' ago and hasn't walked since. He cooks, cleans, and gets her dressed and fed and taken care of. And he found he couldn't walk. He's in really bad shape. He's going to have to have surgery on his back, which my grandparents cannot afford. They're in a rehab facility at the moment, until grandaddy can have the surgery. Mom said grandaddy cried when they told him about the surgery and staying in the rehab facility. They have always been so proud about not needing help, it's killing them to admit that they do need it.
The stress of it is bringing my parents down, too. Dad's been under a lot of stress lately from his work, and has been having a very rough time of it. This is just one more thing. He gets so very tired. And Mom is the one that everyone feels they can talk to. She's a kind woman, and always listens, whether or not she can deal with the weight of others' problems. She's the support, and the stress is getting to her, too.
And I'm worried for them all.
I kicked butt on my French Midterm, coming in with a lovely 95%.
I finished my paper on madness and it seems to hold together well, and it is turned in. Out of my hands, off of my mind.
I actually got six hours of sleep before class today, but that was because I skipped on of them and slept after finishing my paper at 5:30 am.
I am dead tired and mentally drained from that paper. I feel like printing out a copy just to burn it.
I have seven dollars of cash to last the rest of the month, but will be buying Lemony Snicket's new book and some pink yarn tomorrow in LR, using debit. Because nothing is keeping me from my very finely done storytelling or my knitting.
I have finished the main bit of my Not'Cat'Hat. It is white. It has ears. It is cute. There will be pictures as soon as the color work of the eyes and ears and nose is done.
I have a Brand New Car. It is love. It is the Salaciously Sinister Steel-Grey Mazda. Every bit of it is perfect. There will be pictures, also.
I have been spending my time today gathering screencaps of Final Fantasy: Unlimited, but only of one of the Head Villian's operatives. Because. He's... well.... he has white hair, green eyes, and wears all white and is very enigmatic. If that doesn't make it clear, you'll never know.
Then I started animating the screencaps.
Lastly.
My grandfather woke up day before yesterday and found he could not walk because of all the pain he found himself in. He's been taking care of my grandmother, who broke her hip two Christmas' ago and hasn't walked since. He cooks, cleans, and gets her dressed and fed and taken care of. And he found he couldn't walk. He's in really bad shape. He's going to have to have surgery on his back, which my grandparents cannot afford. They're in a rehab facility at the moment, until grandaddy can have the surgery. Mom said grandaddy cried when they told him about the surgery and staying in the rehab facility. They have always been so proud about not needing help, it's killing them to admit that they do need it.
The stress of it is bringing my parents down, too. Dad's been under a lot of stress lately from his work, and has been having a very rough time of it. This is just one more thing. He gets so very tired. And Mom is the one that everyone feels they can talk to. She's a kind woman, and always listens, whether or not she can deal with the weight of others' problems. She's the support, and the stress is getting to her, too.
And I'm worried for them all.
