I did try. I got up, took a shower, began to get ready and almost passed out.
I figured that it would be better to not collapse while doing my client’s hair, even though she is a best good friend…she might not want her bangs that way.
So. I called the salon and moved my appointments.
I’m so tired of being off schedule. I’m tired of being sick, running temperature, coughing to the point that I pee my pants. Don’t laugh assholes. It’s happened. More than twice. I’m sick of not being able to stay ahead with school, I feel like I’ve skated by this semester and am not doing my best. I feel like my clients are getting annoyed with me, and the time that I’ve taken off thus far.
I’m cranky. I’m ready to feel better and get back to living.
Today, while it was a balmy 70 something degrees outside, I did do some preliminary work on a paper that’s due next week. If I do it right, I will have successfully merged William Blake, Bull Durham, and three specific characters from 18th Century British Literature. We’ll see.
I also watched Sense & Sensibility.
I’ve never seen it before.
I’ve never read any Jane Austen before.
Seriously. quit making that face. I can see you. and yeah yeah I know. English major. bla bla bla. It is what it is, ok?
The movie was lovely. I fell more in love with Emma Thompson and Alan Rickman than I thought possible.
I also filled out the paperwork to apply for a scholarship given by my hometown’s education foundation. I have to get a two tiny bits of information and then it will be ready to mail tomorrow.
I learned today, that I will know by March 9th, if my submission to this gets passed on to the second round of auditions. It was spur of the moment, prompted by Kizz, edited by Guyser and sent in in the final hour. So…we’ll see.
I started watching Luther. Good grief, but does the BBC do NOTHING WRONG?
It’s a mini-series. The first two are on Netflix right now with a third to air on BBC this year sometime. Sweet merciful manly accent solving the crimes…sigh.
I also decided today, while generally feeling sad and sorry for myself, and seeing all the great things happening to my friends, vacations, money, generally living without much stress…I decided that I am the American version of this guy:
I think I need to figure out a way to get across the pond.
They have doctorate programs there…right? I could do that. I could.