I'm glad you had a Good Day, Aimee. You deserve some Good Days.

sj, please try not to beat yourself up. It's possible that beating yourself up will only perpetuate your mood. It's like fuel to the hormonal fire. If you snap at him, just apologize and move on, sweetie. He's no angel, either. It'll be ok. And until it *is* ok, {{{sj}}}

I really wish I could learn some coping skills for dealing with stress, especially when I'm hormonal. I keep finding myself being a total bitca to TCG tonight, and I truly don't mean to be. I hate myself when I'm like this.

I know exactly. I get weepy and angry (irrationally, I think), I want to be left alone, but then I feel lonely and I want closeness. I'm not sure I have any good coping advice to pass along. I usually just acknowledge that I'm hormonal and that it's making me an asshole. That's not an excuse, Mr. Jane (or whoever is on the receiving end) is owed an apology and an honest attempt at controlling my emotions, but just acknowledging what's going on sometimes helps.

I am obsessed with "Deadliest Catch".

You and my DH. Freaks.

Huh. After repeatedly reassuring my mother that I do not have bronchitis, I looked it up on the Mayo clinic website, and I've got every symptom, for just about exactly the amount of time that it says, of bronchitis. But I still feel justified in my "Quit telling me to go to the doctor!" since the website lists rest, liquids, and OTC cough medicine as treatment, and says to seek medical treatment if your fever lasts more than three days (mine was Friday-Sunday), goes over 101 (mine hit 101 exactly then started going down), or if you're coughing up blood (nope.)

So, on the plus side, I'm doing what I'm supposed to be doing. On the minus side, there's no magic pill that'll make me feel better. But on the other plus side, this has been the first day since Friday that I haven't needed to use my inhaler, so it's getting better.

Speaking of bitca's, my new professor sounds like she is one. She essentially said in her introduction that if we think we might have a family or medical emergency that will keep us from doing an assignment, we should just drop the class now. Plus, she assigned chapters 4-7 for the first week and said that we should probably read chapters 1-3 that week too, just to familiarize ourselves with the material. Seven chapters in one week? Am I a wimp or does that seem excessive to anyone else?

Sad, Hil! Bronchitis sucks!!

I'm going through shoeboxes of mementos and the letters from ex friends are making me cry. This sucks. I miss them, but I can't ever have them back like that, after all that's happened, and after all the time and changes...but god it hurts anew now.

OK, that whole "haven't needed to use my inhaler today" thing? Not so much, anymore. Was feeling OK, but now coughing won't stop. Perhaps seeing the doctor tomorrow would be a good idea.

She essentially said in her introduction that if we think we might have a family or medical emergency that will keep us from doing an assignment, we should just drop the class now.

Yes, because you should expect an emergency. Dumb.

I'm not sure if 7 chapters is excessive, because I'm the jackass who would have to read 1-3 even if I wasn't told. I don't like starting in the middle.

I'm not sure if 7 chapters is excessive, because I'm the jackass who would have to read 1-3 even if I wasn't told. I don't like starting in the middle.

Average for these classes have been 2-3 chapters a week, with the occassional four chapter week. I probably would have looked over the first three chapters anyway, although I am probably already familar with what is in them. But if we are going to be "required to use the terminology in chapters 1-3 throughout the course" than why be coy about it? Just assign chapters 1-7 since that is what she is essentially doing anyway.

Sounds like the prof wants to scare people into dropping the class. That might mean she'll be more reasonable as the course continues, it might mean she's a hardass who assigns a lot of work and will give people grief over legitimate problems. Hard to say.