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Deviousness `anmari has been spreading her infectious positivity throughout our community for over 6 years. Throughout this time Ana has been at the core of all things devious, passionately developing an eclectic gallery, helping organise devmeets, participating in chat events and also recently completed dedicating her time as a Community Volunteer. We are absolutely delighted to bestow the Deviousness Award for May 2013 to `anmari, congratulations! Read More
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Sta.sh
You would think that, by November, I'd be fine.
LOLNOPE.
It was a little chilly outside today (and since this is me, the person with the cold tolerance that rivals that of a god, it was probably actually somewhere near absolute zero), so for my soccer class we had to play inside.
In the gym.
Which is hot enough to make Satan cry.
I started out okay...but that only lasted for about five minutes. Everything seemed to start fading away, my concentration pretty much vanished, the room started spinning, and I was sweating by the truckload (I did drink a lot of water, but to no avail).
Stupid, stubborn me kept playing because I like kicking things too much, and then I stopped sweating completely but kept heating up.
My gym teacher saw I was in distress and had one of my friends in the class take me outside for a little bit to try and cool off.
NOPE.
Next thing I know I'm laying in the nurse's office, a pale, shaking mess. I slept until school was over, since this class was my last class of the day, and when I woke up I had the chills. I didn't feel like I was going to pass out anymore, so I went home, went to my shift at the animal shelter, bought some more stuff for my knitting, and went home, all while still battling the chills.
Now I'm battling nausea! Hooray, my life sucks!
Bonus Complaint: I spent half and hour this morning fighting with my computer to get my NaNoWriMo document properly set up and change some settings in OpenOffice so iit would measure the correct wordcount. I really should have just stayed in bed today.
Anti-complaint 1: There's two litters of kittens at the shelter I volunteer at that only just turned eight weeks old, and when I went into their room they all flocked around me and started climbing on me, playing with my hair, purring, mewing, and snuggling up against me. One of the little boogers managed to climb up my back, sit down on my shoulder, and start licking my cheek.
The other volunteers found me completely buried by these little guys.
THE QUEEN OF CATS, I AM.
Anti-complaint 2: I got a second set of knitting needles and more yarn. WATCH OUT, SOMEDAY I SHALL RIVAL THE PLUSHIES WITH LOVELY SCARVES.