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Health, and misc.
May. 18th, 2010 08:03 pmI went to my GP today. ( health, and a bit about eating and weight, thus cut )
In other news! I am doing okay at the moment, but I'm busy, with only a week until reading week and then only a couple of weeks until exams (and only two months until I move countries, eep!), and rather than being relaxing, the weekend was rather stressful. On Friday night![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
jacinthsong and I went to see Lashings of Ginger Beer, who are a feminist burlesque group raising money for their trip to Edinburgh in the summer, and they're fabulous.
(Seriously, I do recommend them, and I would even if, er, I hadn't gone to school or university with nearly everyone in the cast and my boyfriend weren't doing their photography! They're funny, smart, occasionally very sharply chilling, and they make jokes about third-wave feminism and Doctor Who. Alsojacinthsong and I used to guest-star in the lyrics of one of their songs, which still makes me happy.)
And then on Saturday night I was pottering about not doing much, and feeling on-edge because of some living-space unpleasantness, and my mum's best friend rang me, much to my surprise; she said, your mother is absolutely fine don't worry but maybe you'd better come and see her. So I got up at the crack of dawn on Sunday and did. My mum had an exam today, and in preparation had gone to stay with her friend to prepare, but mostly to get stressed out and worried that she was going to fail it was all going to be awful oh my god. I got the train to London without realising that on Sunday, Oxford United were playing York City at Wembley and there were 35,000 supporters expected and they were all on that train. Oh, dear. And then I got to London and both the Tube lines I wanted were closed, so I had to get where I was going by way of four others and a bus.
But my mum was delighted to see me and distracted from the stressing-out, so that was worth it, in the end. I came back the same night, and although I've been half-zombified ever since I think it was worth it. She did the exam today, says she might have failed but she didn't cry or run away, and that's all the success she needs.
I should probably make some dinner and do some work. But before that,tafkarfanfic gave me some of my icons to write about: ( memememe )
In other news! I am doing okay at the moment, but I'm busy, with only a week until reading week and then only a couple of weeks until exams (and only two months until I move countries, eep!), and rather than being relaxing, the weekend was rather stressful. On Friday night
jacinthsong and I went to see Lashings of Ginger Beer, who are a feminist burlesque group raising money for their trip to Edinburgh in the summer, and they're fabulous.(Seriously, I do recommend them, and I would even if, er, I hadn't gone to school or university with nearly everyone in the cast and my boyfriend weren't doing their photography! They're funny, smart, occasionally very sharply chilling, and they make jokes about third-wave feminism and Doctor Who. Also
jacinthsong and I used to guest-star in the lyrics of one of their songs, which still makes me happy.)And then on Saturday night I was pottering about not doing much, and feeling on-edge because of some living-space unpleasantness, and my mum's best friend rang me, much to my surprise; she said, your mother is absolutely fine don't worry but maybe you'd better come and see her. So I got up at the crack of dawn on Sunday and did. My mum had an exam today, and in preparation had gone to stay with her friend to prepare, but mostly to get stressed out and worried that she was going to fail it was all going to be awful oh my god. I got the train to London without realising that on Sunday, Oxford United were playing York City at Wembley and there were 35,000 supporters expected and they were all on that train. Oh, dear. And then I got to London and both the Tube lines I wanted were closed, so I had to get where I was going by way of four others and a bus.
But my mum was delighted to see me and distracted from the stressing-out, so that was worth it, in the end. I came back the same night, and although I've been half-zombified ever since I think it was worth it. She did the exam today, says she might have failed but she didn't cry or run away, and that's all the success she needs.
I should probably make some dinner and do some work. But before that,
tafkarfanfic gave me some of my icons to write about: ( memememe )