After getting into bed before 9.45 PM yesterday, waking up multiple times in the middle of the night to pee, but having a somewhat restorative sleep, I had a banana split for breakfast.
Banana, plain unsweetened soy yogurt (half a packet of Truvia stirred in), the last of the Yogi granola crisps, and a sprinkle of fresh blueberries. Making the slightest progress in finishing some cereal!
I’ve never actually had a banana split. Ever. But this was quite lovely, anyway. It’s just too bad I didn’t have any cherries!
Yesterday, I felt like I had been run over by a semi… multiple times. While I wouldn’t say I am 100% back to normal, now it feels like I’ve been run over by a pickup truck, and only once. Progress, I suppose.
I had a very yellow salad today.
Romaine, delicata squash, tofu, and cauliflower, all roasted after being tossed in sweet paprika and turmeric… hence the golden hue. Unfortunately, I think the squash was “off,” because it kind of gave me a stomachache.
But a pumpkin bran muffin came to the rescue.
I go months without making these, then I do and I wonder why I let it slide… because I love them!
I also drank about seven thousand gallons of water. Okay, maybe not that much, but definitely more than you’d think the human body can hold. I don’t know what is up with me — I am so freaking thirsty!
Even though I hate eating sandwiches, I was mildly excited about the cute little PBJs I packed for my break-between-classes dinnertime…
Primarily because they were made with my sprouted wheat berry bread.
Unfortunately, the excitement ended there. Most of the six hours I spent in school involved a concentrated effort to not pass out; it was so hot and airless and I seriously could not breathe. I freaking hate that building… can it just be May, already?! I have the most acute case of senioritis ever. I mean, it’s my last semester; can’t we just get it over with?!
Apparently not. Have a look…
This is going to be oh-so-much-fun. It’s actually the same professor I took way back when I first started graduate school, but that was a required course. She’s an okay professor, I guess. But she is Chinese. I have absolutely nothing against Chinese people at all; I just have a very hard time understanding what she’s saying!! Though I guess it doesn’t matter, since I probably wouldn’t understand her even if I could decipher her words. And we need to bring our own computers. Hello — this class takes place in a computer lab! But no, I have to download all this crap onto my own laptop… and I can’t even take my netbook, because it won’t have enough space. Great.
But it gets even better. In my second class, the syllabus included this:
Midterms? Exams? Seriously?? I thought it was kind of an unspoken rule that in graduate school, papers > exams. Ugh. And another thing — the textbook for this course, which is insanely overpriced, is impossible to get anywhere. The professor claims it’s available at a certain Barnes & Noble, but since there is no Barnes & Noble at that address, I’m not sure I can take her word for it…
I guess it’s “lucky” that I have a very boring departmental meeting tomorrow, then, because there are a couple of Barnes & Noble stores in that area. Maybe I’ll get lucky and find a copy. Because, well, there is absolutely nothing I’d rather do with my money than buy a completely irrelevant textbook, right?
Okay, I’m done complaining. Except that this…
…is a clear sign that I need to get to sleep. Like, now. (See the dark circles under my eye? Yeah, the camera is being kind here, believe me.)
“Put a grain of boldness into everything you do.”