| ? ( @ 2009-09-24 09:20 pm UTC |
| Current mood: | tired |
| Entry tags: | 20 pounds of crazy in a 5 pound bag, can't hear you!, gender euphoria, hurts like hell, not a good idea, wish i never had to shop |
- I can still transcribe things, but only if I concentrate really hard and take a really long time over it. It took me nearly 2 hours to do a 3 and a half minute passage this morning, and I was knackered afterwards. I'm not entirely sure that it's anywhere near accurate either, but there you go.
- It's still entirely possible for me to have panic-induced asthma attacks, and they still frigging hurt. I was trying to pack my shopping into my bag at the supermarket, when I noticed that a queue was forming behind me, so I kept apologizing. Both the cashier and the customer directly behind me started to tell me it was okay, and I started panicking because I couldn't get my card back in my purse, of all things. While the customer behind me was explaining that this happens to everyone, he touched my arm lightly to ground me, which made me realise just how badly I was panicking. By the time I got out of the supermarket, I pretty much had it under control, but the asthma attack decided it was going to happen anyway. Naturally my inhaler was in my bag - buried under a pile of shopping. This just about proves that cleverness is something that happens to other people.
- Even when panicking, I still have the mind of a 12 year old. In trying to explain that everything was okay, the customer behind me (while gesturing towards my overflowing bag) said that I had a big package. Yes, my mind went there. Even while panicking.
- It's likely that I have a thing for umbrellas. Every year, my grandad gets a "Presents For Men" magazine and a "Gifts For The Girls" magazine (by the same company) in the mail. While they are so unbelievably faily (hell, even the titles are faily when compared to each other), I'll still look through them. When looking through the men's one (the design of which includes a lot of dark blues), there's a good chance I'll really want about half the stuff in it, whereas in the
girls'women's one (pink, obviously) there's a few things I kinda like and only one thing I really want. Last year, that thing was this light up umbrella (which would have been useless for me, because I'm rarely out when it would be dark enough to make use of it), and this year it's this heart shaped umbrella (which only comes in a colour that I hate with a passion, but if it'd been red it would have been perfect). How odd.

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