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Jan. 11th, 2021 02:44 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
kittydesadeSo I thought about how I would describe today when I checked in on DW and I realized it was best summed up in a meme: "Started making it. Had a breakdown. Bon appetit."
I tried to go to sleep on time. I made it into bed around 1, and then did not fall asleep till 2:30 despite being good and turning off my phone and not doing much of anything until finally I gave up and finished the fucking book I was on because if I was going to lay awake, I was going to lay awake and be entertained. Woke up at about 8, which wasn't bad, made it out of bed, fed some cats, caught up with the boy. Then fell back asleep again and didn't end up getting up until 11:30 which is not how I wanted to start this week.
I did end up showering and logging on with coherence in time to make the study group, where we went over some of what we went over last week and also authorization, which was roughly what I thought and then also a simpler method to get authorization for each page that needs it, so that's fine. And then afterwards I ended up running into problems with fucking Ubuntu. Without which I couldn't update my project git, or any git, or put it on GitHub, or anything I needed to do for my project.
The upside here is that I didn't either panic or experience panic, and yes I am drawing a line between those somewhat. Panic is where I not so much choose to panic but... it's without the disconnect between "I know what to do here, most of my brain is still functioning as normal, there's just this irritating quadrant having hysterics and I'm experiencing the physiological reactions of panic and WILL YOU ALL KINDLY STOP THAT." Anyway, I didn't do either of those things, I dug around until I found the commands to update and upgrade some stuff, did that, spent five minutes wondering if it was something worse because it didn't fix it, and then realized I had to reboot the stupid computer.
Then, fed up with everything techological, I went to do the dishes and fucking cut myself on a sharpened, hardened, crusty piece of curry sauce. I do not know how that happened. It just happened. It wasn't the glass jar because the glass was intact, it wasn't the lid because that was intact, so it had to be sharp dry curry sauce. I didn't even know you could do that.
So yeah. Started today. Had a breakdown. Bon appetit.
Additionally: dreamed that Mikey came back because It Was All A Horrible Mistake, and those are the WORST kinds of dreams about dead people, I would like a refund on my nap.
I tried to go to sleep on time. I made it into bed around 1, and then did not fall asleep till 2:30 despite being good and turning off my phone and not doing much of anything until finally I gave up and finished the fucking book I was on because if I was going to lay awake, I was going to lay awake and be entertained. Woke up at about 8, which wasn't bad, made it out of bed, fed some cats, caught up with the boy. Then fell back asleep again and didn't end up getting up until 11:30 which is not how I wanted to start this week.
I did end up showering and logging on with coherence in time to make the study group, where we went over some of what we went over last week and also authorization, which was roughly what I thought and then also a simpler method to get authorization for each page that needs it, so that's fine. And then afterwards I ended up running into problems with fucking Ubuntu. Without which I couldn't update my project git, or any git, or put it on GitHub, or anything I needed to do for my project.
The upside here is that I didn't either panic or experience panic, and yes I am drawing a line between those somewhat. Panic is where I not so much choose to panic but... it's without the disconnect between "I know what to do here, most of my brain is still functioning as normal, there's just this irritating quadrant having hysterics and I'm experiencing the physiological reactions of panic and WILL YOU ALL KINDLY STOP THAT." Anyway, I didn't do either of those things, I dug around until I found the commands to update and upgrade some stuff, did that, spent five minutes wondering if it was something worse because it didn't fix it, and then realized I had to reboot the stupid computer.
Then, fed up with everything techological, I went to do the dishes and fucking cut myself on a sharpened, hardened, crusty piece of curry sauce. I do not know how that happened. It just happened. It wasn't the glass jar because the glass was intact, it wasn't the lid because that was intact, so it had to be sharp dry curry sauce. I didn't even know you could do that.
So yeah. Started today. Had a breakdown. Bon appetit.
Additionally: dreamed that Mikey came back because It Was All A Horrible Mistake, and those are the WORST kinds of dreams about dead people, I would like a refund on my nap.
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