Chem is turning out to be a dangerous class

I was prepping for the lab demo I have to do for my presentation Friday at lunch today. I'm doing a flame test, so I pretty much just light metals on fire and see what colours they burn. Anyway, I was making sure the calcium worked, and I had a little chunk on the loop, and it was turning the flame from the butane burner a nice pretty purplish-red, and then all of a sudden it friggin' exploded and there was this insanely bright flash of light (if you've seen magnesium burn, it's like that but just for a split second and purple instead of white) that I did not see coming.

During the lab prep, I also spilled lithium chloride solution on my hands. By the time I got out of the lab I had about five minutes left to eat lunch, so it was either wash my hands and starve or just suck it up and eat. Lesson of the day: lithium chloride is really, really gross. It is disgusting. Don't ever eat it. Don't ever get it on your hands, rub it on an apple, and eat that. Seriously.

Finally, during actual chem class, we were making Christmas ornaments with pipe cleaners and solution stuff that makes crystals grow on them, which involved boiling water on a hot plate. And, of course, since I was having such an amazing day already, I accidentally touched the edge of the hot plate (which was cranked all the way up and had been on for a while, maybe 5-10 minutes) with the back of my little finger, and now I have a lovely burn that hurt like hell every time I got masking tape stuck to it during art class.

Falling apart

Physically, not mentally. Although...

I'm pretty sure it's cluster headaches I've got, although it's not like I'm qualified to say for sure, but the diagnosis is made based on a time pattern which I know the headaches fit, so...yeah. And now I'm starting to think I have some problem with something, I don't know if it has something to do with metabolism or blood sugar or blood pressure or something else, but this morning I had to do a bit of running when I realized I'd dropped my gloves, had to run halfway back to my house and then all the way to the bus stop and ended up feeling really light-headed and a bit nauseous and could barely move/breathe. I ate breakfast, but being a small person, I don't eat that much (I get full really easily, I'm not anorexic). I rarely have any energy, and when I do it's not for long, and apparently I can't jog for a whole...30-60 seconds without wanting to collapse in an exhausted heap...

Well, that's depressing

So there's this girl. And she's all kinds of straight (well...no, I suppose there's just the one kind). And she's a really good friend of mine. And I can't get over the fact that I'm totally in love with her. She knows, when I told her I have feelings for her she pretty much just said "I can't say I feel the same way, as I'm only into guys. You are an awesome friend, though". Which...only made me love her even more. Now I can't stop thinking about her, and I'm afraid we're going to end up with this weird unrequited love thing going on. And I dread the possibility she'll decide to do some "experimenting" and see me as the obvious choice, although knowing her I don't think she'd do that to me. On the other hand, it'd be just as hard to see her with another girl, even understanding why.

.../emo rant

Ooh, and I found this pic on DA (by Drasonae):

50k!

Well, there goes another exciting, depressing, fun, hair-tearing NaNoWriMo. Even though November isn't actually over yet, I quit. 50k is plenty for me this year. Maybe next year I'll do 75k, but for this year, I'm done. I've got a presentation to give on the applications of gas chromatography-mass spectrometry and reconstructed ion chromatography in forensic science Friday, and I should probably get started on it.

But it was a good 50 000 words (well, no, but it was a good time. Some of the time). Here's a screenshot I took:

BOOK!

So last year, for completing NaNoWriMo, I received a promo code for a free proof copy of my novel, from a self-publishing site called CreateSpace. After much fussing over formatting and cover-making, I uploaded my files and ordered my book about a week or maybe two ago. And it came in the mail today *happydance* and it is pretty damn awesome if I do say so myself. Now I just have to read it and decide how many people I'm going to let see it. Last time I read it through was a while ago, so I can't remember much of it.

This is bad, very bad...

I am this *holds up fingers really close together* close to just blurting out "I love you", which is such a bad idea it's not even funny.

In other news, I hit 40k today. Go me.

Stress, maybe?

Been getting these headaches lately. Not sure why. Maybe cluster headaches come back to haunt me, maybe stress (novel/school/weird guilty apathy thing/relationships/lack thereof). It's usually a nighttime thing, although they occasionally come charging through during the day.

So, in my novel, the gay pirate has decided he's bi and he's going to fall in love with a salty wench, and the bi pirate has decided he's just gay and doesn't care much for salty wenches anymore, and Captain Jacques is way too close to finding out about the two of them banging each other at this point in the wordcount - er, novel...

33, 457 words and sort of maybe would be counting if xkcd weren't so damn distracting...