girlofprey

Nobody writes good Uncharted fic. They just write filthy het.

And tomorrow I have to go to Wakefield, because dad took us having our boiler replaced last week - and having to empty out our boiler room/cupboard - as an opportunity to go through all the stuff in the boiler room/cupboard, and he found my solid deodorant from Lush and decided it was probably an old piece of soap nobody wanted, so he threw it away. Naturally he didn't ask if it was an old piece of soap, or if nobody wanted it. So now I have to go replace it. He's going to pay for it though.

I've got this really awkward pain in the ball of my foot, and I'm not sure what to do about it. I get it sometimes because of wide arches or bunions or whatever, or because I'm a little heavy-footed when I walk. This time it flared up after kickboxing the other week, when I was on the balls of my feet for a long time. Although it might have had something to do with a long, long walk I took with my mum and YN a few weeks before that. Anyway - it was really hurting last week, to the point where I couldn't stay on the ball of my foot for too long, so I decided to give kickboxing a miss, thinking I probably wouldn't be able to do the moves anyway. I typed most of that last sentence with my eyes closed and only made one mistake, I'm amazing. Anyway, I figured it'd be fixed by this week, but whether it's because of the walks I take every day or just from the problem itself, it's not. I don't know whether to give kickboxing a miss again tonight - I can stay on the balls of my feet with a little less pain, but do a lot of that is probably going to make it flare up again, which won't help. It's annoying though, because the more lessons I miss the harder it is to get back into it. Well, it's not hard exactly, but the idea of a lot of the lessons is to build up my strength, and when I don't go I lose it again. But I'm not sure what to do about this foot thing. Mum says it's plantar fasciitis, which means I need to take anti-inflammatories, but it's not - I looked it up and plantar fasciitis is a pain in your heel, and apparently inflammation doesn't have much to do with it. For pain in the ball of the foot - and that is literally the only diagnosis I could find, 'pain in the ball of foot' - they say you can generally cure it with PRICE therapy. Which is Protection, Rest, Ice, Compression, and Elevation. None of which sounds like kickboxing. So. I don't know. I'll probably skip tonight and see how it is in the next couple of days.

I'm also trying to fill in my disability questionnaire. It's due in by May 4th, and I got a strongly worded letter today telling me to send it back soon. The problem is, I don't really know what to say. I'm so much better than I used to be, even if I'm not really putting myself in a lot of stressful situations day-to-day anymore. But I feel like I could probably cope with those better. It's at the point where I feel like if I had the assessment and they found me unfit for work, I would feel like that was wrong. I might even feel a little insulted. But I'm not really relishing going back to work either, or having to depend on a job for money, especially given the state of the job market at the moment. So I still sort of want to go through the assessment process, rather than just cutting it dead. That probably sounds a little cheap, but whatever. But I don't really know what to say - I mean there are still problems, like if I'm particularly wound up one day, I find it hard to get to sleep, which sometimes means I sleep through an alarm or just find it hard to work the next day. But it's not enough to be unfit for work - like, even I feel that way. I guess it's just tough realising that this nice, supported part of my life is coming to end. They say to fill in your questionnaire thinking about yourself on your worst day, but I don't really have bad days anymore, aside from the occasional depressive blip, the last of which happened over a year ago. I'll think of something, it's just at the moment it feels like I'm either talking about my problems as if they're massive things, which they aren't anymore, or like I'm going to be talking them up to the point where I'm basically lying. Which doesn't interest me. Like I say, I'll think of something. If I skip kickboxing tonight I can fill it in tonight, I guess.

I'm also getting a little sick of the news channel for the Lets Players I watch. It's a nice source of video game and tech news, but oh my god - they do all their news stories like opinion pieces, so they can put their own spin on them, but ultimately they try to be so balanced - or avoid backlash - to the point where their opinion is basically nothing. I suppose it just brings home to me that I'm not much of a liberal, which seems to be the only option other than conservative in America. Socialist and proud. Also there's this girl on there, and I love her, but her constant attitude of choice-feminism, sex everywhere, 'there's nothing wrong with sexualisation!', is really starting to grate.

But on the plus side, my farm on Stardew Valley is looking pretty great. Sort of. On the minus side, the fic for Uncharted ended up being really disappointing. They didn't even do a fic around the canonical mind control scene very well. But, on the plus side, I'm about to make Haley in Stardew Valley really happy on her birthday. Which I've never done before. And any day now I might get a rabbit's foot. Which is awesome.

Still working on finishing Uncharted 3. Nate/Sully might be one of the best pairings I've ever seen. And I suddenly understand some things I accidentally saw before, involving canonical mind control drugs, and ohhhhh. I am looking forward to the fic.