01.16.08
11
11 is the number of days left before I return to UL. I’ve managed to occupy time up until now a lot better than I usually do. An unnoficial new years resolution of mine is to stop saying no to everything. I usually miss out on things because I feel too lazy or just can’t be bothered, so, as of two weeks ago, i’ve forced myself to do more. I’ve been to Dublin and back twice in the last week. First time round was with Patrick for a trip to the Young Scientist. Second was with Sarah to visit some friends. Good weekend overall. I encountered a budda bag for the first time and now want one. I hope to eventually replace my bed with one. Comfy++.
My x-ray results arrived last week in the form of a wonderfully early call from the doctor. My lungs checked out ok. My diaphragm is however another story. There is a ‘quirk’ in it. Apparently meaning one side is reasonably higher than the other. So, in a week or two I have to get a CAT scan to check everything is ok. I was stupidly tired that morning and didn’t ask the doctor any questions whatsoever, so I have no idea what the possible implications could be, but thankfully i’m not in the least bit nervous. Yet.
My new non-broken version of my phone arrived the other day. \o/ I will hopefully manage to not break this one.
My aversion to smoking seems to have gotten worse recently. I really cannot stand it, at all. I have very little tolerance for people who do. And the excuse used by plenty of people lately is ‘I could be hit by a bus in the morning’. And what? Poisoning yourself is ok because you may or may not be alive tomorrow? Winners.