November 5, 2007

I’m going back to yoga starting today. I hope things work out OK for me and that I don’t have any pain. I pinched a nerve in my neck last night (or so I think) and it hurt like hell. I was literally just laying on the bed flat out w/ a heating pad under my neck. My whole body was just tingling, and it was weird. I woke up this morning and was more constipated than I’d ever been in my whole life. I was in an incredible amount of pain and I nearly passed out. I’m still feeling kind of sick, and I have no idea why. I haven’t done anything out of the ordinary lately. Maybe I need to drink more water or something.

I spent a lot of time this weekend working on my survey on survey monkey, and I’ve almost got it completed. I’ll finish it up today after lunch and then send it to my advisor for him to critique before our meeting tomorrow. I can’t wait to start collecting data!   /dorkiness

Currently, we have about a half gallon of vegetarian pho (Vietnamese noodle soup) we made on Thursday, a quart of homemade black bean chili, some risotto, and some broiled Italian eggplant. We aren’t going to need to cook for a week! Tonight there’s some departmental social dinner thing, and I’m thinking that if Scott can’t go, I’m not going, so as to avoid creepy dude. I know he’ll be there, b/c he comes to everything.

November 1, 2007

Tuesday night, we made homemade lasagna. Legitimately homemade. As in, the pasta and sauce were also made by us, not by minimum-wage earning workers at a factory in the suburbs of Chicago. Oh, yes. I just polished off my daily ration of the leftovers and boy, were they good! I accompanied them with 2 chocolate cookies left in the main office by another grad student, and my free bottle of Dasani that I got from the UA employee health fair last week. I seriously would be content to eat home cooked food (or its leftovers) for every single meal. Going out to eat, at least around here, no longer holds the same charm that it once did.

I feel like I’ve completely let myself down in terms of exercise. I haven’t run since…Sept. 20th. (?!) I don’t think I’ve been on my bike since the week of Sept 24th, and I haven’t been to yoga since the 17th of September. In other words, I haven’t done shit. I think this explains a lot of my recent insomnia, because I had a much higher level of caffeine consumption than usual yesterday, and my sleep last night was no better or worse than usual. When I exercise, I sleep well. Accompanying my insomnia are weird dreams, waking up stiff as an 80 year old, and ridiculous levels of anxiety. Tuesday night, for example, I woke up thinking that the house was burning. Keep in mind that it wasn’t hot, I didn’t smell smoke, and our fire alarm (which probably needs to be checked) wasn’t sounding. Mmmkay. The rational thing to do (in my irrational state) would have been for me to get up, walk through the house to reassure myself, and then try to go back to sleep. Instead, I just laid in bed for a good hour terrified. I’m really hoping my anxiety issues aren’t coming back, because I was doing so well without them, thankyouverymuch. Sigh.