Just today I started feeling sick.  David was sick earlier in the week so it’s not that much of a surprise.  As the day went on, it got gradually worse with sneezing and headaches.

And for some reason I decided that it was a good idea to pick up my new glasses — new frames and lenses.  Bad decision… now I definitely have a headache more due to the change in prescription.  Apparently my prescription has lowered since 5 years ago.  Result is that everything looks a lot more vibrant and sharp at mid to close distance, the contrast is really high, and I feel like I’m always cross-eyed.

I wanted to switch back to my old pair … such a temptation but it’s not a good idea to keep switching back and forth.

Also, I was typing on Peter’s laptop in QWERTY and it was sooo hard.  I had to look at almost every key as I typed.  I’m not amazing at Dvorak quite yet, but I’ve started to forget QWERTY (unless it’s with my thumbs on my BlackBerry).  What a strange feeling to have started to forget something I’ve spent the last decade or more perfecting (cue spiritual analogy of your choice).

And none of this is even real pain.

So a few days ago I started typing in Dvorak again. I had tried about a year ago but gave up because it was too hard and I didn’t have the patience. Now I am giving it my all and using it all the time to force it into my brain. I find the ‘the’ very handy, and the ‘f’ particularly challenging.

When I first moved to Ottawa, everything was new and I wanted to experience it all.  Now I’ve seen most everything that I want to, and I’ve grown quite comfortable.  But I need continuous variety and newness or else I will grow demotivated and disengaged.  Do you find you need this or do you function best in an environment that you already are familiar with?

Back in town and I physically I feel like it’s August all over again.  My place is a huge mess, nothing is in order, I just went shopping for groceries today after being in town for 3 full days, I’m eating at weird times and unhealthy foods, it’s dryer here than in the hotel in Toronto, I’ve run out of eczema cream (and now I’m scraping at the bottom of the tube), I don’t know where to find a doctor I can go to regularly, I need to find a dermatologist, and part of me feels guilty that I’m not even on campus yet.

I wish someone could do the laundry for me, unpack my stuff, cook me up a decent meal, and all that stuff that will only happen if I’m still a kid and living at my parents’.  Now I’m an adult and somehow I need to find the time and energy to get it all done myself.  Couple that with the fact that I’m still sick.

Goodness gracious.

How does

Katy Hudson become the Katy Perry of mainstream “award” material?

In some ways, it breaks my heart.