1% sick

This picture hurts my eyes…

Hello! Welcome to another edition of "This Is Sez And What She Did Today!"

Jake right now is listening to the Spin album. It is a good album. We spent ages trying to find the CD earlier because it wasn’t where it belonged on the CD drawer – it was not in the Darren Hayes section, and it especially wasn’t in it’s slot for all his albums in chronological order. Jake doesn’t seem to care about things like that the way I do. Or, I am crazy about having things a certain way. I think it is both actually. Jake is awesome though, he has learnt (pretty much) where I like everything to be exactly in the kitchen. I like having everything in a certain spot because then I can be lazy when someone is looking for something. I can just give them directions to where the thing should be. Usually it works. Today while hunting for Spin it did not work.

That Spin album, I love the songs, but listening to them in the right order like that… it makes me feel so odd. I was playing Supr Mario 64 earlier and trying to work out exactly how this album makes me feel odd. I like that game because it does not require any form of thought for me anymore – I know exactly what to do.

I used to listen to that CD constantly whenever I would have exams for uni. It became my ‘driving to and from exams’ soundtrack. Hence the way it makes me feel. As you can probably tell by the huge amount of "I don’t give a fuck" …I failed exams often. I failed everything uni-related quite often. I was terrible at anything schooling related. At least from 2003 onward. Uni was not for me.

The 1% sick is not the gah feeling in the stomach (that is covered by the stressed section) but is a weird "I’ve been sneezing constantly and silently for so long… I wish there wasn’t grass outside…" which is ONE OF THE WEIRDEST FEELINGS when you have not been sneezing at all but you feel like you have. Serious memory-link to the songs. Exam time always meant going to the Caulfield Racecourse where there is loads of grass and such. I am allergic to… pretty much to Australia. Indoors and out, all year round, allergies. Fun. So when end of year exams come around, in SPRING, the peak of sneezing… I had to learn how to sneeze without making a sound because I would have been a massive disturbance if I couldn’t do that. It made it look like I was having a milkd seizure, but only one teacher in FOUR YEARS came up to me and made sure I was ok.

Enough rambling about random crap from my past…

I made the brine for the turkey today. It made the whole apartment smell weird. As I said on facebook… "The whole apartment smells so weird right now… like a christmassy soup with too much celery." Which I don’t think makes any sense at all. There is no celery in the brine. And the christmassy part… there are allspice berries and brown sugar in the brine? But I don’t know if those are christmassy-related things or not. When I think of christmas I think of ginger and nutmeg.

What else did I do today… I cleaned… which involved putting all the lounge furniture on the couch, and then I got bored so I sat on the ottoman… and then had to get off the comfy, grab my camera and set up the timer, and jump back on. I felt like I was sitting weird. I don’t know if I am, but I do know that my arm looks weird. I can’t really tell where my hand is. I take way too many weird arm photos.