(17a) I Thought I'd Be Finished With Braces In High School

Here’s my robot-brace! My mom’s been asking me to take a photo of it for a while.

If you have to have a brace on your leg, this is the way to go (even if it does slip down sometimes, as seen in this picture. That midsection circle is supposed to be lined up exactly with my knee). Not only is it futuristic and twenty-first-century-looking, it also coordinates with every single item of clothing I own, and, more importantly, hinges at the knee, which is fantastic. Joint mobility (mobility in general, actually) is truly a wonderful thing; I’m very much looking forward to a couple weeks from now, when I should get my full range of motion back.

It’s hard to believe I’ve been wearing the brace for more than a month now—you can’t tell from the picture, but it’s held up remarkably well to daily wear-and-tear, and looks almost new. Somehow I thought I’d have completely destroyed it by now, just by virtue of subjecting it to rainy winter weather all the time (more proof of its robot powers).

March 15!

(17) Giving In

I tried so hard. I really did. I tried all semester to be a normal person and work on my thesis during normal hours, and especially to sleep during normal hours. I went to bed at or before midnight, I woke up at 8:30 or 9, I tried to work during the day, and I stopped work at night when the Olympics came on. Lather, rinse, repeat. I didn’t tap into the reserve of Coke Zeros I have in my pantry, I didn’t take afternoon naps, and I haven’t had a sip of coffee all semester, because I knew any of these had immense potential to mess up my new sleep cycle.

I tried and tried, and I’m now giving up. I surrender. I do my best work late at night (um, early in the morning?), and there doesn’t seem to be any way around it.

So here we go—bring on the Coke Zero (and the seltzer, so I can also hydrate in a less caffeinated way):

Singlehandedly keeping Columbia recycling in business.

(15) Luv

Well, I did take photos today, but I decided I liked an image I took Saturday (during my marathon True/False run) better. I didn’t post it Saturday because it didn’t fit with that day’s theme.

I was thrilled when Yogoluv opened up downtown; with all due respect to Sparky’s, I tend to prefer frozen yogurt over ice cream…and I especially like being able to add my own toppings. Yum.