As I was driving to the Murie Building where I go every day to collect recycling and compost, I felt like my gloves were doing nothing. My fingertips were numb and painful, and I was overall miserable. When I got inside, I checked the temperature and it read -44. So, yes, this is what I would consider cold. Too cold.
The white part of the doors above is not paint, but rather ice. The temperature difference (which is probably over one hundred degrees) created ice on the door. When I went to my doctor's appointment, there was steam coming out of the door because there was a gap in between the doors.
I used to experience a migraine about twice a year in the past starting my sixth grade year, but they started getting really frequent this semester. For this reason I went to the doctor to try to establish a reason as to why they've occurred much more often than ever before. She recommended I maintain a journal cataloging everything I do health-wise, such as what I eat, when I go to bed, what I drink in addition to detailing any migraine I end up getting.
Not sure if I should stop experiencing migraines because they're awful or if I should get more so I can try to establish why I get them.
I also need to eat less salt because my BP is high. I love salt :/
Last week I got an email saying my status in Library Science was changed from waitlisted to added which I correctly took to mean I was in the class. I was glad because I had waited long enough that I couldn't add any other class, and because this class is a requisite to graduation. So I am in five classes now. Gracias a Dios.
In my Gwich'in class we had done a worksheet where we were practicing postpositions. We wrote the sentences on the board. My sentence was Tryą’ zhee gwizhìt tissue kwaa. (There's no tissue in the bathroom). Halfway through, unfortunately, I looked at a different sentence's end and wrote it instead of the correct one, and wrote Tryą’ zhee gwizhìt vikèech’agahch’yàa. (They are cooking in the bathroom).
Embarrassing
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