Well, you know how to finish that sentence.
My SAD is better. My sciatica is not. Which makes homework and studying singularly difficult, as I must do it at a desk or in front of a computer, and sitting = most pain ever, at the moment.
Also, I have a final today. From 1 to 4pm. Brrrrrrrrrrruuuuuuhhhhhhhh.
Whatever. Trying to concentrate on the positive. Going to Vancouver tonight to see boyfriend and go to Burlesque XXX-Mas party tomorrow...he's dressing up as Santa. Rawr. Coming back on Saturday; maybe auditioning for local burlesque troupe on Sunday ("Hi I have sciatica and am probably bipolar with next to no dance skills, but fuck I'm sexy and funny and I have over twenty years theatre experience so you should totally have me in your troupe!" is my pitch). Then just one more final, on the 16th.
Also working on getting packed up and out of here...I'm moving into my own place on Jan. 1st. Where, I don't know, except it's going to be in town here. I'm still working on getting a place.
And in that vein of talking, I may be giving up my cat. My current roommates have offered to take her off my hands, and I may take up that offer. She's lovely, and I love her, but she needs a lot of attention. Which...I can't really give. Not now. At least if I give her to them I know she'll be loved and taken care of by good people who like cats. Can't ask for much more than that, and I just really want her to be happy.
So things are moving on, ever forwards, and I'm even getting some work done, though sitting, as I said, is super painful. Life could be a bit better, but it could also be a hell of a lot worse, and the fact that it's not is one hell of a thing to be grateful for.
I'm going to go empty the dishwasher now.
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