Wrist is being well-behaved, finally. Seems like it was, in fact, deQuervains Tendonitis, so that gives me the sinking feeling that this is going to be chronic. Oh joy.
In other news, the ball last night was lots of fun. Our ballroom dance club/team does a ball (the Terpsicorean - you can imagine how amused I was by this) every year, and C and I went. Spent the first part sitting, because I'm a loser, but then we moved from the corner (asymptote table - we're such dorks) to something near everyone else, and then I got to dance. It's amusing: I've learned these dances over and over, but they never seem to stick until I'm out on the floor and then my feet remember. So now I theoretically know salsa, rhumba, cha cha, waltz, hustle (boring dance, really), swing, and jive. Plus, it seems that I follow well. Go figure.
Had some rants stocked up from when I couldn't type, but I've forgotten, so I'll just leave you all with this:
Should probably go do homework now...And by that, I mean I'll probably just write for a bit and then go to bed.