dear online diary that the whole internet can read,

[isozyme]

we went to see a Mother Mother concert in nyc last week and it was excellent, i love them and the lightshow was excellent and their lead guy has gotten wicked good at guitar since the last time we saw them live.  also i took over my friends' kitchen to make kouign amann, which scratched my puff pastry itch.  also, delicious.  also, i'm going to make croissants next.  maybe the itch wasn't so much scratched as enabled.  homemade flaky pastry is really really good, guys.

i have art to hang -- an audubon-style print of a bird, a cool modernist print on silver-backed glass, a huge mirror and huger painting on canvas to put up when they get delivered on wednesday, and two prints (one intaglio, one probably a screenprint) to find frames for.  i also need to assemble the cat tree that's currently in a box on the stoop.  our hunt for a new couch is ongoing; we really need a new couch.  the arm is coming off of our current one and it's depending on the wall for structural integrity.

got a lot of thoughts about the accessibility of art museums, still.  that's a LONG essay series.

i'm waiting for the doctor because your girl is having a gazillion heart palpitations!  it's a stupid thing to run to the student health center for, because the entire internet says that heart palpitations are no big deal, but this is too many for me to feel chill about, so off to the doc i go.  i have been telling myself that it's a non-worrying medication side-effect and all i need to do is either deal with it or lay off the caffeine, but my anxiety is latching onto it and yelling "BUT WHAT IF YOU DIE" so it's time to go have a doctor tell me to lay off the caffeine and i'll be fine.

i took my pulse just now and it went 19 beats, wiggle-skip, 11 beats, wiggle-skip, 20 beats, wiggle-skip, 24 beats, wiggle-skip.  i don't like it!  that's too many! it's been doing that for several hours a day since thursday night!  bad!  (also i've got some tightness in my chest and i'm lightheaded because i'm fretting too much and i woke up in a cold sweat last night and -- you see how the anxiety is.)

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[spikethemuffin]

I seriously ruined my health and put a horrible dent in my life with the "walk it off, champ," attitude to health -- lost a job that I'd had for ten years, irreversibly traumatized my young daughter, permanently damaged my body, and sent the person I thought of as the love of my life into the arms of another woman. Even without that lens distorting my perception, "My heart is doing things that feel weird and alarming," is a REASONABLE thing to be alarmed about -- a "check engine" light for physical health.