Ah, Transy...

Hey, Transy, my lame-ass undergraduate school: If you're going to use Latinate forms in your recruitment letters, use them correctly.

I suppose it would be a little snippy but mostly a complete waste of time to send their letter back with its Latin corrected and a red -5 circled in.

Oh look, plurality agreement issues in the English. Make that two red -5s. Yay!

wait a minute

Physical therapy update: the p.t. people consider my balance to be at about 98% of normal. I'd say more like 80, 85%, but that's for my normal, not theirs. Regardless, they're very happy with how things are going and really put me through a bit of a wringer today. Very zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz now.

Friday will be about stamina and strength; no idea yet whether it'll be the last day, we'll evaluate that then. Since we have co-pays and stuff all the way through, and money is an issue, it would be nice if it was. They also want me walking up and down the hill every day - at least to the bus stop, tho' down to the shops is also reasonable. On Friday I may likely walk down to p.t. and then get a ride back from lyricae who has been shuttling me around for days now and who I owe many thanks. (To wit: thanks! Many times! ^_^)

Today's (Wednesday's) miles: 0.9
Miles out of Hobbiton: 1314.0
Miles out of Rivendell: 849.0
Miles out of Lothlórien: 394.0
Miles to Rauros Falls: 15.0

I've been looking over some LJ entries from the last month and wow I was way more fucked up than I realised I was at the time. And reading other peoples' journals, the whole time while I was out sounds pretty, um, awful for everyone concerned. So thanks to everybody who helped risu and annathepiper and spazzkat and who sent mail and flowers and stuff. And I promise I will do my best not to do anything like that ever again.

However, I do have to note with a bit of surprise, a bit of amusement, and a small but slightly larger degree of pride that while semi-conscious, on paranoia-inducing painkillers, and hallucinating, I managed to get my laptop to piggyback on top of Harbourview's wireless network through ssh tunnels and post to LJ. Not to brag or anything, but holy crap, maybe I actually am l33t - at least, you know, when heavily sedated and insane.

Mmm. Now that I think about it, that sounds somewhat like Science Related Mimetic Disorder. Note to self: do not try to take over Venus with robots.

Here, I thought this tulip was really pretty:


Varigated Tulip