So Tired, Yet Again

[przed]

My last post was a whinge about being tired. Consider this a continuation, but with an added chemical component.

I think I'm still recovering from the rush of getting ready for and then getting through BistoCon, because I've barely felt the urge to get on the computer, let alone post or write or anything else. It feels sort of the like ennui that hits at the end of finishing a particularly long story or a particularly difficult vid, except with that sort of ennui there's a part of my brain that's champing at the bit to just get on with things. This time I'm just aware of the need to give myself some time.

But that's not entirely why I'm so tired today. This tiredness is connected to a stupid/weird thing that happened today.

It's day four of the Toronto International Film Festival (which hopefully I'll find time and energy to post about soon because I've seen some brilliant stuff) and I was waiting for a movie today with a friend. Since it was a noon film, I'd grabbed a bagel to munch on in line. Unfortunately, a wasp took a liking to my bagel as I was eating. Even more unfortunately, the idiotic insect then proceeded to fly into my mouth and sting me! (The sensation was like this: why is there something fluttery-feeling on my lip? OWWWW!)

After I spat out the offending beastie, I immediately took a half dose of Benedryl. The Benedryl seems to have kept the worst of the swelling down, but as it always does with me, it's also made me slightly stupid and exhausted all day. And the side of my mouth that got stung feels sore all the way to the bone, rather like it's had venom injected into it.

Stupid insect.

After this, I rather feel the universe owes me a film fest random-running-into of Benedict Cumberbatch or Viggo Mortensen. ;-)

Comments

[sarren.livejournal.com]

You get a lots of wasps trying to bogart your bagels around your neck of the woods?

Are you allergic, or is that the normal level of reaction to your local wasps.

We tend to give wasps a clear berth around here. Actually this reminds me of being in Germany and making my host come inspect a large flying bug near me and she was like ?? I explained to her that in Australia we like to make sure any insect aren't going to kill us to death. Oh, hey, I just made this about me, oops.

I do hope you are feeling better and that life brings you a bounty of Benedict Cumberbatch joy.

[przed.livejournal.com]

August and September tend to be wasp season around here. They've only got a month to get enough food to get their queens through the winter and they get very aggressive. The Sweetie's boss had a wasp get in his sock last week as he was mowing the lawn and it stung the heck out of his foot. He couldn't walk for a couple of days. But my reaction was just to the sting, and not (yet) an allergic reaction. Although apparently once you've been stung you've got a 1 in 6 chance of developing a serious allergy. Joy!

Your story in Germany reminds me of a friend from Arizona who arrived in Wisconsin to study whilst I was doing grad work there. When she arrived, she asked quite reasonably what the local venomous snakes and insects were that she needed to avoid. In Arizona, that's a real issue. In Wisconsin, not so much.

I'm feeling better, and keeping my fingers crossed for a Cumberbatch encounter. *g*

[sarren.livejournal.com]

I'm feeling better, and keeping my fingers crossed for a Cumberbatch encounter.

It's not nice to tease people, especially poor deprived fans who live in isolated and far away placea. *cries bitter tears*

[przed.livejournal.com]

Awww, I'm sorry to tease like that. If it makes you feel any better, I saw the crowds (and I do mean crowds!) of people waiting to see Cumberbatch coming out of a screening last night, but didn't see even a hair on his actual head.

But I was three rows from Viggo!