The Funk Strikes Back
Damn, dude. I thought I was getting better, and then yesterday, I was slain by the funk. I slept until noon. Got up, drank some water, tried to check email, fell back asleep until 5pm. Slept until 8 when I watched/slept through A Fish Called Wanda and then crashed by about 11. Those times are rough estimates given the fact that I was so zapped by the funk.
Thing is, I don't feel that bad aside from a few sniffles. I'm just exhausted. Tired to the bone. It's very bizarre. I'm chalking it up to poor nutrition and sleep deprivation. Prolly a little stressed mixed in there, too. Kimday's coming up, and I'm too tired to be excited about it. That should say something.
But the Nyquil induced sleep afforded some interesting dreams, many about the CP which hasn't happened in awhile. One, though, was a dream in numbers during which I took stock of my life.
7--number of cities I've lived in since graduating from college
12--number of jobs I've had since college (some happened concurrently)
Tried to count the number of relationships in my dream, but the computer went to blue screen (in my dream). Lol. We'll just leave it at that.
The computer (which kinda looked like Marvin from Hitchiker) did this whole pie chart of time spent working, schooling, playing. Sad, sad, sad. I need to relax more. Seriously.
Sigh, have to gear up for working on a conference worthy presentation on Tuesday. So tired. Want to sleep.
Thing is, I don't feel that bad aside from a few sniffles. I'm just exhausted. Tired to the bone. It's very bizarre. I'm chalking it up to poor nutrition and sleep deprivation. Prolly a little stressed mixed in there, too. Kimday's coming up, and I'm too tired to be excited about it. That should say something.
But the Nyquil induced sleep afforded some interesting dreams, many about the CP which hasn't happened in awhile. One, though, was a dream in numbers during which I took stock of my life.
7--number of cities I've lived in since graduating from college
12--number of jobs I've had since college (some happened concurrently)
Tried to count the number of relationships in my dream, but the computer went to blue screen (in my dream). Lol. We'll just leave it at that.
The computer (which kinda looked like Marvin from Hitchiker) did this whole pie chart of time spent working, schooling, playing. Sad, sad, sad. I need to relax more. Seriously.
Sigh, have to gear up for working on a conference worthy presentation on Tuesday. So tired. Want to sleep.
posted by Cranky at 12:11 PM
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