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commotiocordisHa. *Is done*
Evaluation-wise, this lab actually isn't half bad, IMO. Though the teacher will undoubtedly find something to whine about because she doesn't like me. Oh well. I like it. I think I did a good job. Yay.
And there's about 5 characters worth of computer garble at the top left of one of the pages that I just printed (I don't think that the garble just printed, though, it's probably from sometime when the printer was being dumb and it would have been stupid to throw away the page just for 5 characters). We're going to ignore it. Because I don't care at all. I used to print everything on the back of old letterhead from a business that my dad and maternal grandparents had out of our basement. They worked with orthodontics. Twas back when people weren't commonly using computers in teeth stuff, and so we were like the only people that did this, which was cool. We made computer models of the teeth so the dentist/orthodontist types could see the bad parts where they weren't lining up right and such. I say 'we' because even though I was little, I got to help by scanning in the plaster models of the teeth so the computer could do its thing. I use the binders from the old training manuals that taught the orthodontists what to do with their computer representations for school stuff too. But we're almost completely out of the paper, which sort of makes me sad, because that was the background for every paper and story and everything I ever printed out for years.
Edit: And whoever put the paper in the printer loses. Because it's scrap paper from the company intermixed with printing error sheets (probably also from the company) and they put it in upside down so the scrap side gets printed over and you can't read the words. Must reprint. Curses.
Anyway. Sidetracked. Bed. That's what I was doing. Leaving. Now. Though I don't know how much point there is in going to bed for less than 2 hours. Still going to go. Though it's going to make getting up even more hellacious than it already is because not only is my bed is warm and the air freezing (literally), I'll have to interrupt the sleepage.
Evaluation-wise, this lab actually isn't half bad, IMO. Though the teacher will undoubtedly find something to whine about because she doesn't like me. Oh well. I like it. I think I did a good job. Yay.
And there's about 5 characters worth of computer garble at the top left of one of the pages that I just printed (I don't think that the garble just printed, though, it's probably from sometime when the printer was being dumb and it would have been stupid to throw away the page just for 5 characters). We're going to ignore it. Because I don't care at all. I used to print everything on the back of old letterhead from a business that my dad and maternal grandparents had out of our basement. They worked with orthodontics. Twas back when people weren't commonly using computers in teeth stuff, and so we were like the only people that did this, which was cool. We made computer models of the teeth so the dentist/orthodontist types could see the bad parts where they weren't lining up right and such. I say 'we' because even though I was little, I got to help by scanning in the plaster models of the teeth so the computer could do its thing. I use the binders from the old training manuals that taught the orthodontists what to do with their computer representations for school stuff too. But we're almost completely out of the paper, which sort of makes me sad, because that was the background for every paper and story and everything I ever printed out for years.
Edit: And whoever put the paper in the printer loses. Because it's scrap paper from the company intermixed with printing error sheets (probably also from the company) and they put it in upside down so the scrap side gets printed over and you can't read the words. Must reprint. Curses.
Anyway. Sidetracked. Bed. That's what I was doing. Leaving. Now. Though I don't know how much point there is in going to bed for less than 2 hours. Still going to go. Though it's going to make getting up even more hellacious than it already is because not only is my bed is warm and the air freezing (literally), I'll have to interrupt the sleepage.
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Date: 2006-10-25 09:54 am (UTC)Though I don't know how much point there is in going to bed for less than 2 hours
I would be rather conflicted if I were in your situation. Because, yes, there doesn't seem to be much point in going to bed for 2 hours. But then, I'd be very tired, and 2 hours is better than nothing, and I'd never make it through the day after having no sleep whatsoever.
It's odd talking about going to sleep and getting up for school etc. when I only got home a little over two hours ago. *stares in wonder*
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Date: 2006-10-29 04:54 pm (UTC)Hee, I did. Yay for that. Still haven't gotten it back, though. And my teacher is a whore and likes to take points off of me for no reason. Well, the reason being that she doesn't like me. So there is a reason. But a shitty one.
I would be rather conflicted if I were in your situation.
Indeed. I used to just decide to stay up so it wouldn't be so hard to actually get up most of the time if the sleepage would be less than 2 (sometimes even if it were less than 3) hours. But lately I've been up late most nights a week; I get like 4 hours of sleep on average on a school night, so I take what I can get.
It's odd talking about going to sleep and getting up for school etc. when I only got home a little over two hours ago.
Yay, timezone differences. It is strange.
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Date: 2006-11-01 03:29 am (UTC)I get about... six to seven hours. Mostly about seven. Wow, what a difference. I shall never complain again.
It is strange.
Definitely. And confusing. Quite confusing.
Are you, like, tired all the time? I've been really tired lately.
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Date: 2006-11-01 06:35 am (UTC)Yeah, pretty much. Not always, but I tend to be. I'd really like to do one of those comparage things, make me take like a short version of a standardized test, one of those college ones (except for not nearly as long because they get boring) perhaps, when I've had little/no sleep and when I've gotten a full night of sleep and see if there's a difference. I don't know if there would be, though, as even if I get a full night of sleep the night before, it's more than likely that I didn't go to bed at all the night before that. Which might cancel it out. Though sleep research seems to say that it doesn't. Sleep psychology/neurology interests me somewhat. Mostly because I like to know about the things I'm missing out on. ;)
I've been really tired lately.
Me too, actually. But lately I've been pretty (read: extremely) depressed, which always makes me have weird sleeping/energy patterns. That combined with how school has been rather overwhelming of late is not good.
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Date: 2006-11-25 12:12 pm (UTC)attemptdo it. I am going to answer your comments/replies. I've stuck ALL my LJ comments/replies in one folder (titled: 'Comments') and I'm sorting through them. I have fourteen from you, including this one. Plus I have no one else to talk to, therefore no one else to distract me, so...Sleep psychology/neurology interests me somewhat
Yeah anything to do with that sort of stuff interests me, too. And, well, anything to do with psychology.
Mostly because I like to know about the things I'm missing out on.
*giggles* Aww.
But lately I've been pretty (read: extremely) depressed
That's not good. And neither is school being all overwhelming. You need a big big cyber hug (I would give you a big big real hug, but... that could prove problematic). *squeezes*
which always makes me have weird sleeping/energy patterns
Yeah, apparently that's, like, a symptom of depression or just, well, feeling down in the dumps.
Fecking hormones out to screw with our brains.no subject
Date: 2006-11-26 02:49 am (UTC)14 just from me? Wow. That's pretty sad. I talk too much.
I would give you a big big real hug, but... that could prove problematic
Hee, depends on how long your arms are. How far did we figure that it was?
Fecking hormones out to screw with our brains.
Grr, exactly. Because I was feeling a lot better, but now I've started to feel a lot worse again and guess what's the only factor following this time schedule.
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Date: 2006-11-29 12:29 pm (UTC)You say that like it's a bad thing! I love it. =)
PS. Right now there are 17 from you in my comments folder. Including this one. Hee.
How far did we figure that it was?
8600 kilometres? 6800? There was an eight in there somewhere, I'm pretty sure. Basically, a long long way. *stretches*
Because I was feeling a lot better, but now I've started to feel a lot worse again
That sucks. It's been the opposite for me. Recently I've just been on cloud nine, all the time. Well, not so much the past couple of days, but for about a week there I was so happy and carefree. But it all had to end sometime =(
I hope you're feeling better now! *comforting huggles*
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Date: 2006-11-30 05:18 am (UTC)Yay for that. I'm always so happy when I look at my email and it's like 41 new messages and I'm like "grr, spammers" but it turns out to be loads and loads of comments (and only 5 or so spams). Comments and yahoo group daily digests (lots of them for groups that I don't even really read anymore) and college ads (which are annoying and I've taken to selecting them and marking them as spam) and real spam. That's all I get, really. Makes me laugh.
Well, not so much the past couple of days, but for about a week there I was so happy and carefree.
Happy and carefree = good. Not so much = not so good. *huggles back*
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Date: 2006-11-30 12:43 pm (UTC)I'm always so happy when I look at my email and it's like 41 new messages
I'm happy to have any number of emails. Though anything over eight sends me into Squeesville.
grr, spammers"
*stabstabstab*
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Date: 2007-01-17 07:21 am (UTC)Hee. I get too many yahoo group message type things, half of them for fandoms that I don't really read that often anymore (namely the two or three CSI femslash groups). I go through and just delete most of them before ever looking at them because I decide that I just don't really care. That plus Amnesty International updates/action alerts and the same type of thing from other liberaly group things. So loads of not quite spam but still junk.
And I've not been below like 19 emails in my inbox in a long time because I was a loser and didn't reply to these for like a month and a half, but left them marked as new (even though I read most of them way back then, I just didn't have time to respond) so that I wouldn't miss them. But now I'm down to. . . 13 (but that's including a bunch of stuff for school that I sent to myself but didn't end up needing, and so haven't opened).