so. tired.

Why did I stay up past one WHYYYY. I knew I was going to wake up no later than seven. I knew it. And yet I stayed up that late anyway. ARGH.

oh, hey. happy mabon.

I seriously want to be done with Being Moving and get on to the Having Moved.

I also want my writing and German classes to open in Canvas (or Blackboard) already. Term starts tomorrow, come on, let's get a move on.

I am debating the merit of changing my wireless network name and password. The router instructions say don't, because of course that'll invalidate the network name and password printed on the label on the router, but Dad says do.

No, self, you do not have time or energy to attempt to resurrect insmallpackages under new name and management on Dreamwidth. No, not even if you can find a handful of co-mods. No. Don't. Stop thinking about it. (Though I observe that the Dreamwidth username 'bitesizedgiftmas' is available...)

Oh yay there is only one pill left of the prednisone. That stuff has the NASTIEST aftertaste, which is especially fun when combined with my horrid gag reflex. So tomorrow I will be done with the prednisone. Yay!

I need to go move more boxes, not to mention dresser drawers (the idea being to move the fairly-large-and-heavy dresser while it's empty, and also to have a clear path along which to move it), and I don't want to. I'm tired and I hurt. See first point above.

And there's the ominous popping noise from my wrist again. Not good. Oh, speaking of weird noises, my car is still making that bumpy rumble noise sometimes on start-up...

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Speaking of moving things. The other day I found, in with things I hadn't touched in ages, one of those little leather-and-sinew dreamcatchers that one makes from kits bought at the Boy Scouts of America official store. I have learned things since assembling that dreamcatcher lo these many years ago. I do not think there is any way I can keep it that would be respectful of the Native traditions to which dreamcatchers belong; it would be appropriative of me to keep it and more so to display it, just like it was appropriative of me to buy the kit in the first place and appropriative of the BSA to sell the kit to begin with, and I'm 98% confident that no financial benefit ever accrued to any Native people or organization from me buying the kit. But I am also not sure of how to discard the dreamcatcher in a way that would be respectful of those Native traditions. What do?

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No, Mom, I haven't de-drawered my dresser yet. Why would I do a silly thing like that? It's not like I had places to be this morning (like Lowe's, with you), or a closet avalanche to clean up, or anything important like that...

It's also, less sarcastically, not like there won't be time tonight. And I seem to have overcaffeinated, so there should be energy, too.

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http://music.sjtucker.com/track/the-pixie-cant-sleep

It me!

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All three of my courses are live in Canvas now!

...video lectures. Also 5% of my German grade is "outreach". I can't seem to copy pdf text while on tablet, but short form is, given five minutes of research, my best slash only option may be volunteering with the local high school's German club. For whatever good that does them or me.

ETA: Oh, the reason I can't copy from the German syllabus pdf is the pdf file itself won't let me copy, not anything to do with having been on a tablet. Because it's not working from my laptop either.

And it occurred to me that with my work hours, volunteering with the high school German club is Probably Not An Option...