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1. What a way to spend my last day before starting a new job -- getting my ass thoroughly kicked by an all-day migraine. I guess that's my body's way of showing me who's boss? (And here I thought it was Tony Danza.)

It's not surprising, what with the heat + being at the tail-end of my period, but it's still disconcerting. I had to just acknowledge to myself this afternoon that I'm not fully in control, y'know? I can't just *will* my body to be healthy & functional all the time, even if I try my damnedest to help it along. As much as it would suck, there's a chance I could lose another job due to this, and that'd just be how it goes. I'd simply have to deal with it. Hopefully that DOESN'T happen, but bottom line is that it could. And it's very stressful. As it is, all my plans today were totally thrown off. Nothing got accomplished. No laundry, no walk to the store, nothing. And it's okay, because I can work around that (I mean, I can find something decent to wear tomorrow, I have enough to eat for breakfast & lunch, etc), but I'm still in kind of a lousy mood as a result. I think I'm a bit nervous about tomorrow as well, which doesn't help. Not massively so or anything, at least not in comparison to the panic-attackstravaganzas that I used to go through with new jobs/anything people-related, but enough to be noteworthy. I really want a new start, and, just for once, to have that new start go smoothly.

2. I mentioned yesterday that my niece's birthday is coming up (on the 30th), and I feel like it's probably something I should talk about, and need to talk about, but it's hard. I'll admit that I had a good cry over it yesterday. Beyond that, trying to put my emotions regarding family right now into words (especially, re: my niece & nephew) is like trying to pour an ocean into a tiny paper cup. There's just too much there. Though I suppose saying that is in its own way at least articulating something. But I think you guys know what I mean.

3. I worked on my fic a lot yesterday, and a tiny bit today (when I wasn't bed-bound from pain), but only managed to add the equivalent of a drabble, basically. I'm still gonna pat myself on the back for that, though. Every little bit counts, and I am starting to like (read: accept) what the whole thing is turning into, finally.

4. I finished season 4 of Friday Night Lights this morning. As always, I have thoughts:

-The episodes revolving around the death of Matt's dad were so good. I had my back door/blinds open while watching, so I was all, "Must. Not. Cry.", knowing that if I did some annoying neighbor would inevitably walk by & nosily peek in at me RIGHT THEN, but gah. I came close! I mean, he helped bury him for God's sake. That was heartstabby, straight-up.

-I want a shirt that says: TIM RIGGINS FOR PRESIDENT. I'm just saying. HE'S SUCH A GOOD GUY.

-Landry continues to crack me up & endear the hell out of me.

-Speaking of endearing: the new assistant coach? As in, the one who works at Sears? OMG, I love him. So, so much.

-I think every baby shower should come with fundraising strippers.

-Dear Julie,

Plz to be stopping with the spoiled whining before I poke you in the eye. Your parents are amazing, your life is amazing, your looks are amazing, your boyfriend is amazing, and you need to SHUTTIE.

We cool?

Cool.

Sincerely,
Me.

-Eric Taylor with a teddy bear is quite possibly one of the cutest things I've ever seen.

-The actor who plays J.D.'s dad is superbly good at conveying dickitude. That finale, with the Panthers losing to East Dillon, was such an utter douchechill. Haha. WELL DESERVED.

-I've already seen most of season 5--I watched it on NBC this year--but not the whole thing, and I want to finish my marathon properly anyway, so I'm gonna check it out next. Following that, I can wail over not having any more episodes left. WAH. Thank God the fall season is returning soon, I swear. Most of it, that is.

5. I checked two more docs off the list this week -- "Paris is Burning" and "Bus 174." Both can be watched on YouTube (here and here). Paris is Burning is one of those films that makes you grateful someone turned on the camera when they did, because it captured such an important (yet often overlooked) part of recent American history, especially if you're lgbtq. I'm really glad I didn't miss it.

As for Bus 174, it's one that'll stay with you. Just so sad. But it does a great job of not only telling the story of what happened that day, but also the hijacker's life leading up to that point.

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