norcumi: (lurking lizard)
Take a druid boomkin. Add Lunar Festival. Add the touring rocket. Add Katy Perry's song Firework*. Take much footage. End with a /oom.

*note: linked due to having the song there. I've only watched enough of the video to confirm it's the music I've heard on the radio and to be very greatly disturbed
norcumi: (Grunt/RegisterMonkey)
Wheee! One of my freshman is back!

Ok, so there's lots of things that are back. Our vending location hauled ass from the -

language. Want to watch my language.


... we got back to the atrium from the *cough* alternate location, there we go, a nearby classroom, and renovations on the atrium itself are almost done - they still need to put the lights on the underside of the bridge that's now over my head when I work at the register. It makes the place look a lot smaller and much less airy, but not the awful thing I was hoping it wouldn't be.

Students started Monday too, so it was a nice bump up from the hours of boredom that it's been over the summer (though that HAS been good for my reading).

And today one of my freshman came in! Damned if I can recall the last time I ranted about this, if ever, so here we go. The folks who were freshman in the fall of '04 I still think of in a slightly propitiatory fashion as "my freshman", because they started about 2 weeks after I started working at the atrium. There were a few who really stood out, and that I latched on to, and would always enjoy running into. Obviously, most of them graduated. A few did that thing where if you don't get out of CMU fast enough, you become staff of some sort. And it seems that another one is back and still working on a degree of some sort (no idea which, didn't think it was polite to ask). This is one of those continuity things that just makes me feel good. There's also that strange sense of connection, that's rather arbitrary, but happens throughout life - the person who rides the same bus, day in and day out, and y'all never share words or looks, but you sometimes sneak a peek at the titles of the books they read. The person who works at the bookstore and used to ask if you wanted help finding anything, but after awhile just gives a knowing little smile and shoos the eager new hires away so you can scour the shelves in peace. That guy you pass in the hallway whenever you leave class, and it's obvious that he's just gotten out of one down the hall - it's those crazy little moments that you might not even recognize, but if something goes amiss, if that person stops being there for some reason - maybe they just can catch a more advantageous bus - then there's something that wonders. Because there is that connection.

That person who would come in for lunch, always have a smile and a witty comment - or at least a witty comment and an appreciate for a smile and wishes for a better day - and then doesn't. The semester is a month in, and no sign, and while they might have classes in all other parts of campus, typical human habit says they'd stop in to see if the pizza is still just as good/awful/what-have-you as they recall. And it's clear they took the semester off, or switched schools, or who knows what, and you sometimes just... wonder. Hope that they're doing well, and ponder poking at google in a fairly freakish way, just 'cause the not knowing is sometimes frustrating. People fascinate me in this way. Maybe it makes me stalker potential. Maybe it's what makes me good at being a cashier. Maybe this is what drives that strange tendency towards being a people person, or a writer, or just another lunatic with a blog.

I dunno.

In randomly other news, tomorrow is my last day of physical therapy. Thank. Gods. 6 months - actually, no, almost 7 from broken leg to "Better".

Yeah, I'll take it.
norcumi: (squee)
I drove the car today. :D


May. 12th, 2009 03:19 pm
norcumi: (whine)
I wore 2 sneakers to work today; no boot!

Not only does this make me ridiculously pleased and amused, the fact that so many customers were equally giggly and willing to congratulate me is very, very amusing.

Honestly, it feels like it's time to keep wearing the shoes; I can feel the difference in my ankle as is. Muscles loosened up nicely over the day; I think keeping the brace type structure was starting to limit recovery. Time to push limits and muscles (again).

norcumi: (Grunt/RegisterMonkey)
So I realized I haven't had an update, though life has updated. So... yeah. Here we go )
norcumi: (yay.)
2 to 3 more weeks of this. Removing the foot from elevated above the heart will lead to pain, and then swelling. In 2 weeks, a shit load of stitches come out. They removed some of the dressing today so I actually for the first time SEE the stitches, which leads to a combo of wanting to puke and/or panicked whimpering (yay, PTSD and cancer fun lingering Issues). I still have to change the gauze dressing on that daily, meaning yes, I will in fact have to look at it. In the meantime, I can't go back to work yet, 'cause even I can't see how I can run a register with my feet up - literally. Just... fuck. I'm going back to bed.

well FUCK.

Feb. 3rd, 2009 08:46 pm
norcumi: (just gonna lie here awhile)
Just a quick life update.

So..... ice is dangerous. Ice is slippery.

Ice can lead to a Norcumi with a broken leg.

It really. Really. Fucking. Sucks. Spent much of yesterday in the emergency room after falling on the ice in an attempt to catch the bus - would have been successful, but instead my feet went one way, I went another, there was an ungodly snap, and then I was swearing a lot. Right lower leg is in a split and needs to remain elevated - meaning I'm on my back and in pain not so much from the leg I can't move much as from my headache (prolly due to the vicodine?) and the backache from being in 1 position all. fucking. day. long. At least (said seriously, not sarcastic) Quindar is at work for most of the day, so when I finally need to migrate upstairs to use the bathroom I can scream, whimper, and curse without feeling guilty about it.

Doc appointment tomorrow to learn when I can get surgery and pins put in so hopefully not so much with the annoying painful wait-for-the-swelling-to-go-down splint. The swelling is obviously going down, because when I move around now, there's vastly painful movement from within the splint.

At least The Valkyria Chronicles are turning out to be a good purchase.

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