orichalcum

  The above is sad, as it's an in-joke, and not even _my_ injoke, but nonetheless expresses the way I feel - like a paladin who, in order to enter the Temple of the Goddess of Disease, has been turned into a tapeworm, and is very, very, very, cold with intermittent bits of going inside to warmness.

Plus, I missed lunch with my friend due to a 1.45 hour long OB/GYN appt of which about ten minutes was actually seeing the doctor, as opposed to waiting, and those ten minutes included the fun of sitting in a cold room in a paper gown entirely open in the front, having cold metal things stuck inside of me.

Soon to come -frantic dissertation work and revision, and T.A.ing the first class for a professor I've never met, and where I have never seen a syllabus, before rushing home for groceries.

Oh, and I got rejected by Johns Hopkins. No other news on jobs.