Not About HBP

...which I'll probably get when I can buy all six books as a pretty-looking set. This leaves me immune to spoilers, since I won't have a damn clue what any of them mean and I'll forget they ever existed by the time I have the books in my hands. No spoilers are to be posted in comments to any of my entries, though, to play nice with everyone else. 'k?

Now, other news. I have headaches literally all the time. I kid you not - all day, every day, my head just kinda hurts. Some days it's worse than others. Most days, it's perfectly ignorable. Other days, it hurts. On rare occasions, it makes its presence felt. This isn't a new phenomenon - it all started back when I was in year 8, and has been there all the time since. I've seen 3 nice, friendly and brilliantly intelligent GPs, and none of them have had the faintest clue. One guessed it might've been something foody; she gave me this list of things to avoid, but it did absolutely nothing too. I have a notion to try an optometrist, despite my eyes seeming to work much better than average. The last time I went to one, though, not a thing was wrong - and my head hurt then, too.

lesslikeyou, liadlaith and (I think) daphyn, this has nothing to do with the other thing I mentioned.

Today has been fun. To quote Wash, 太空所有的星球塞盡我的屁股. For the last thirteen hours, my head has decided that it hatessssesssss me. It hasn't just hurt all day. It's been hurting like some kind of strip-mining operation has hired a particularly zealous cerebral arsonist to fill my head with napalm and toss in the whole damn box of matches, before opening up with an assortment of mattocks, hammers and cricket bats. This, by the way, is putting things mildly. My head hurts enough that it's been able to make me cry at seemingly random intervals throughout the day, and this literally never happens except this time. And right at this very moment.

[[As a note to my flist, I'm basically never dramatic about things unless it's in fun. Read back a little, and you'll have proof. I'm scarily good at pretending everything's perfectly fine; I think most folk who read my entries and comments from late March up until now-ish should be able to see that pretty well.]]

So, I tried the usual suspects. First stop, water. I dehydrate like a damp sponge in an oven, even in Winter, so I spent a nice, long time just drinking water. No dice, since it didn't want to stay for long.

Next attempt, a bit of a nap. Not a chance; between cure #1 and my head hurting, sleep was Right Out. It feels like it will be for hours yet, too.

No ibuprofen here, and I didn't want to burn my eyes to a fiery death with the glare of full sunlight off a partly-cloudy sky. As it is, I had the curtains drawn all day, and even now I'm using my little blue lamp to see by. It's from IKEA and has the cutest little feet, like Vic Viper's missiles in Gradius.

Fourth try, paracetemol. Two capsules, more water, and no gorramn effect. By this stage, things are painful and upsetting.

Fifth try, a bit later, paracetemol and caffeine since each makes the other work a little faster and better. Again, no appreciable result. I managed a little bit of a nap, which only made matters worse.

Last culprit, tension. The third and final of those GPs suggested that as a posible cause, though I certainly haven't a clue what I'd be tense over. Cue watching Doctor Who with the lights very low. No effect. Next try, World Championship Poker or such. Again, no effect.

This is door number three: Actively relaxing things. Writing an entry, making icons_at_random entries, and listening to music loud enough to set off Happy!Chemicals and distract me. It doesn't seem to be having much effect yet, but honestly, something will be better than nothing. Results later, since I mean to make another icon for myself, too.

More news soon-ish.

New Icon

Here 'tis. I realised I had no Doctor Who icon, nor one that's not particularly fandom/joke related. So here we have a slightly psychic icon. The whole animation takes about 10.8 seconds, so be patient; I think I'm developing a newfound love for more subtle kinds of animation at the moment.

In other news, head still hurty. Still not tired enough. Considering new music!quiz meme to be unleashed in the next couple of days, when most HBP reading will probably be over (if it isn't now).

Whee!

My head's no longer particularly hurty. This still doesn't give me a clue of why it was especially hurty yesterday, nor does it tell me why it went away.

And honestly, I don't care. The diminished hurtiness is a lovely, wondrous and greatly comforting thing.

That's it for the moment; just thought you'd like to know.

Reorganising Email

I think I'm going to start archiving things more than two months old, so that I don't wind up spending another whole hour shuffling emails about my account - as you do when you notice there's a thousand threads hanging about in your inbox. Thus commenced much searching, labelling and archiving, and a little bit of deleting for things that I really didn't want anymore.

This is what alerted me to the strangest feature of Gmail - you never notice just how much mail there actually is. "You are currently using 43 MB (2%) of your 2401 MB" is just a cunning cover for "You have 1857 threads in your email account, some of which are well over 100 individual emails". There's something truly scary about numbers like that, probably because the last time I really cared about how many emails there were I had a hotmail account with a generous limit of 5MB.

One thousand eight hundred and fifty-seven threads, easily twenty to twenty-five thousand individual emails, and I'd consider the volume of email that passes through my account to be fairly light. This may also be because, if I wake up and have fifty messages waiting, they've been folded into ten or eleven compact, easy-to-read threads.

In other news, my Marvin has been slightly tweaked. I'm tempted to adjust him based on other events - xmas Marvin, GoF movie Marvin, NYE Marvin, the Easter Android, and so forth. [[Edit: The following isn't intentionally Marvin-esque. The note about the icon is here, because I wanted the pretend Gmail thing to be at the end of the post. Still, it did sound that way, didn't it. Oh well. Google won't like it.]]



You are currently using 43 MB (2%) of your 2401 MB.

Honestly, we don't know why you bothered looking at this bit. You'd have to be extraordinarily popular to need to worry about it, oh ye of millions of emails - and by that stage, we're actually kinda happy that you're not using dead-tree letters for all of this. Still, we're reprogramming your Gmail notifier to just tell you that everyone in the entire world has emailed you.

Twice.