oh the due dates, they're a closin'

but that's really nothing new, eh?

i'm getting better at anticipating the wrist. today, round mid-morning, some tweaking. means all it will take is one slight overextention and we're back to the brace for a few days. messaging the dang thing will help some, and the brace whenever i'm sleeping or typing. can't take notes with the brace, though. can't write fast enough, and the tension of holding the pen just so with the brace on actually hurts worse. so tomorrow it'll be brace outside of class, and lots of crossed fingers for an uneventful end-of-week.

softball game this friday. a deparment divided. who can say who will emerge victorious from this bloody battle of pens? it isn't even like there's a sword involved in an english department... my guess is that the lit, cw, and ling will win. but that's just because i'm pulling for my peeps. those tecommies are mighty imposing (hi km). i signed up to be a spectator long, long ago, so i'm going to try to be there. i hear there's a prize for the best spectator. hope it's a bottle of sleep or a headband of have-read-for-class.

it's looking more and more like this weekend will be house-free. insert all kinds of obnoxious sad-frownie faces here. i'd say "if x and y get done by sunday night, monday will be an episode of house and good night's sleep", but there's the problem of x and y being papers that will take much longer than that. and there's a z. so no house, probably.

i went grocery shopping with km. we spent something like three hours in the mecca of all food stores. bought lots of food food, and lots of quick food [yes, there *is* a distinction]. i love to cook. [my family might not have noticed this much, because more than cooking, i love to eat my mother's cooking] but i just don't have the time for it right now. and it wasn't like my pantry was stocked with ingredients anyway. i had run out of pasta, for crying out loud. there's only so long a person can live off of peanut butter. km said i should post the bit about man not living on peanut butter alone, so there it was.

no. i bought some fruits that don't need cooking, some veggies that don't need cooking, some potatoes that do need cooking but which can be boiled and fridged up for a snack. i bought yogurt. i bought lunch meat. i bought canned fruit and two bottles of cranberry juice [because the occassional twinge is too much twinge]. i bought tums. i bought a variety of frozen breakfast foodstuffs. yes. i've been demoted to eating breakfast out of a freezer. because of late there has been no breakfast at all, or a quick granola bar at the office.

and today, i ate good food, and enough of it. some frozen tidbit that tasted vaguely "western" and had more potato than egg. it was pretty good. it was quick. it was filling. it was 99 cents, as i recall. then i had a sandwich [not peanut butter] for lunch, along with a cup of yogurt. a second sandwhich of the meat-not-nut kind and a banana for dinner. it was kind of odd having three meals in a day. i'd gotten to the point where really, food was more of a distraction or an appointment that was sort of optional. not the best place to be. i remember it vividly from the master's experience. same time of year, too.

but the point of that is that i have re-tracked the train, and the wreck was not fatal. it was caught in time and reversed with what i hope is minimal damage. i'm eating half a honeydew melon for breakfast tomorrow. sandwich halves with fruit and veggies for lunch. probably the same for dinner, sub fruit for yogurt. i have food again. i might as well enjoy it until i run out again. friday, there's a fajita-from-freezer with my name on it. a bean and cheese burrito for the second non-morning meal. with adequate food comes adequate stress-handling.

let's get this train going.

love and peace.