rodo's journal

So, I’ve been busy these last few weeks. I finished my fandom5k assignment and am looking forward to my gift, which looks promising, going by the tags! And then I took a PH, which I hope the recipient is going to like. Anyway, both of those kind of ate my free time for a while, considering I don’t have that much to begin with (two and a half to three hours of commute a day…)

I also signed up to fandomgiftbasket again, which is one of my favourite events, because it’s so low pressure. And there’s a lot of interesting boxes I’ve taken note of.

Also, just two more weeks of work and then I’ve finally got two weeks off. Which means, since for the first time in my life I have some money to spare, I actually booked a holiday for the first time in my life! (Yes, at my age.) It also means that I’m going to travel alone for the first time too, to a foreign country, and spent the last three days of the month in Gdansk, all on my ownsome, if all goes well. Right now, I can’t tell whether I’m happy or scared. Both, probably. After all, getting there is going to require travel via the German railway system… let’s hope that the hotel won’t be angry if I arrive at midnight. Or a day late. I already couldn’t reserve seats because the system was broken.

Also: our neighbour has bunnies again. Which means our neighbour lost his bunny again. It's currently super happy sharing our garden with the hedgehogs and squirrel, but won't let me get close enough to pet (or catch). Just like the summer six years ago.

( Captivating the King, House of the Owl, Knight Flower, My Man Is Cupid, A Shop for Killers )



Also, in hedgehog news: Zumi finally woke up and is currently adjusting to the great outdoors in a larger pen underneath the apple tree.

It is January, which means it’s time for the Snowflake Challenge – and time for my yearly reminder to update my profiles. There wasn’t really much to update for me, profile-wise, so I’m going to write a bit of an update on what’s going on with me, since I’ve been rather silent in the last couple of months:

► Zumi still isn’t hybernating reliably. She slept a couple of days after Christmas, finally, but apparently decided that she really wanted to show sevilemar her lovely snout when she visited, and then there was New Year’s…

► I had a big exam in December (results pending, but I didn’t have time to study at all and it showed…), and there are a couple more (even more important ones) coming up this year that I am not looking forward to. The first is in late February, and it’s already stressing all of us out.

► I won NaNo (despite the hell that was our SQL teacher driving me mad – we ended up rebelling, since I wasn’t the only one whose misophonia was triggered), and managed to make my getyourwordsout target by the skin of my teeth and writing on Christmas Eve, after unwrapping presents. I signed up again, but with giving myself permission to fail terribly this time because of the exams.

► I got some lovely gifts from fandom this year, including paid time and holiday cards from holiday_wishes (thank you, everyone!) and a wonderful Yuletide gift that was exactly what I was craving after season 3:

Silent Yet Silver-Tongued (1312 words) by voleuse
Chapters: 1/1
Fandom: Warrior (TV 2019)
Rating: Teen And Up Audiences
Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply
Relationships: Ah Toy/Nellie Davenport
Characters: Ah Toy, Ah Sahm, Nellie Davenport, Mai Ling
Additional Tags: Episode: s03e10 A Window of F-cking Opportunity
Summary:

In this life I have worshipped so many lies.
As the power shifts in Chinatown, our heroes take stock of what's left.

This is what a 456g hedgehog who is grumpy about being woken up to get weighed looks like. She's doing well, mostly, although we're having some trouble getting her used to dry cat food, which she's going to need to be should she wake up during hibernation.

Other than that, I've got no idea how I'm going to get through the database segment of my course. I've got relatively mild misophonia that usually isn't a problem unless I stumble across ASMR videos or am particularly stressed or tired, but the teacher manages to hit every. Single. One. Of. My. Triggers. All the fucking time. Like, I silently screamed at my desk, punched my thighs and even cried a little. It made me feel nauseous. Him clearing his throat is the worst for me, and he does it constantly. With the headphones, it sounds as if he's doing it 30cm from my ears.

One week and 80(!) grams later, our rescue hoglet Zumi (name for administrative purposes) is doing well. She's a lot livelier and not happy about being stuck in boxes all the time, but her eyes look better, she's no longer dehydrated, and she gained a lot of weight. Still over 200g to go, but so far she's doing pretty well.