I ride on the rush...

Good morning friends. It is one of those days. I am sitting here, much like the picture, in my pajamas with my Lucy (from Charlie Brown) coffee cup and just waiting for everything to be over with. Last night everything went tumbling over the side over something simple, and I then proceeded to throw the thing that was closest to me. Once again, it happened to be my cell phone. Because I have one of those LG EnV 2's ... it didn't exactly survive the throw. Nope. It split in two. This is my third new phone this year. While the first was because of water damage and the second was because the inside screen wasn't working, it's still going to be my third send-in. I wonder if the people at Verizon sit there and take bets about how long it's going to be between my broken phones. It's not likely, but I like to picture it just the same.

Today I have an exam to finish writing for Adolescent Lit, two book reviews to finish for Adolescent Lit, and a Bio exam to cram for. While I made the flash cards well in advance in the hopes that I would study periodically for a week, it didn't happen. I started studying maybe two days ago, and that consisted of looking at the cards with the, "I really don't want to do this," attitude. Not good. Now I didn't sleep because I was worried about that stupid Bio test because Bio is my lowest grade and I have to bring it up so my GPA doesn't drop. Yes, I'm paranoid... to an extent. I have to have a 3.0 or above for my scholarship, so not really paranoid... but the fact that I already know I'm going to have above a 3.0 but want it to be higher could be considered a reason to think I'm a little obsessive over my grades. Whatever.

My kitty-cat Coconut, bless him, is trying to get my undivided attention by sitting on my lap and when he feels like I've been looking at the computer too long, he either head butts me and has his paws, one on each shoulder, or attempts to sit on my hands which are typing so I am not distracted from giving him attention. He has a monthly allergy which puts him in the depths of despair, but since he just recently got his cortozone shot... needless to say he is feeling much better and is an attention hogging cat. He is not the typical feline. He also likes to climb on you until he's laying on one shoulder like a bird of lying across both of them like... I suppose you could compare it to a snake, but he is much more cuddly as well as appeasing than a snake would be, I imagine.

As is fitting to my character, I decided to google "stress" once again. The image above is what I image myself to look like now, only I would draw in Coconut if I could, and the image below was too much to pass up. This is an actual place matt that you can buy, which I think I should. In fact, I think everyone should have one somewhere because it will either make them laugh when they are stressed (which I hear is good for you) or it will tempt you to truly follow the directions on the bottom. My suggestion would to be NOT to actually follow the directions, but considering them is always an option that leads you to understand your true insanity... or sanity.


See, half of the time I thrive on "stress." I love having things to do and knowing the times I'm going to do them. I love deadlines and dates and calendars and clocks and all that jazz. That, to me, is "good stress." What is "bad stress"? Bad stress is full of projects, papers, classes, driving other people places, not having enough time to do everything I want to do and forced to only do the necessities. That is bad stress. Right now, I had a week of good stress followed by a week of bad stress, which just makes the bad stress that much WORSE.

I looked up stress on dictionary.com ... and there are 14 definitions. Ten of them are nouns and 4 of them are verbs. I picked the ones I liked best. Here they are!


Stress [stres] : -- noun:
5. the physical pressure, pull, or other force exerted on one thing by another; strain.
7. Physiology: a specific response by the body to a stimulus, as fear or pain, that distrubs or interferes with the normal physiological equilibrium of an organism.
8. physical, mental, or emotional strain or tension
-- verb:
13. to subject to stress or strain.

So, our of 14 I picked 4. Number 6 even has sub categories, which makes for the idea that there are truly 18 different definitions, although I found some of the to be repetative. At least I know that there are multiple ways of explaining how I am feeling and what I am physically going through. It's not surprising I had a migraine on Wednesday and I guarantee you there is another one heading my way in the next week or so. Well, life goes on, so I must face the stress with coffee and with the option of knocking myself unconcious to get through these exams and the fact that my husband is heading out next week. C'est la vie, right? or C'est "stress"... since I don't know how to say that in French.

Until next time.

We've all got our junk, and my junk is you.