- Tuesday, April 17, 2007
Affliction
Frankly, I am tired of you popping in and out of my life during the busiest of moments, hitting me hard enough to take me down. I am powerless against your grip, especially when you choose to make your appearances while I am at work. I managed to ignore most of last week's pitiful attempts to disrupt my life. Waking up to your being here. Trying to eliminate you with will power (and coffee). Twice I gave up and took the cowardly way out with a couple of Tylenol geltabs. Throughout most of the week, I wandered around, wounded but functional, attempting to hide any outwardly obvious signs that I was suffering beneath your death grip. Over the weekend, I longed for the one thing that comes easily for most people. Sleep.
However, when I did manage to slip into the world of dreams -- you would wait for that opportune moment (R.E.M.) and strike with a high level of intensity.
Today was what I hope was the end of the most recent round of attacks; which have lasted eleven days. Today you actually won, causing me to beg for mercy. Causing me to leave work after a mere two hours, only to go home and crawl into bed to curl up in a fetal position and pray for it to be over.
After approximately five hours of fitful sleep-like activity, I got up out of necessity to fulfill obligations I had to others. You were still there. Lurking. Waiting. I briefly considered attempting to smash you with pain relievers while you were not paying attention.
Sometime this evening, you finally disappeared, leaving your signature after-headache symptoms in your wake.
Labels: headache
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Last Words... (at least for February)
In an effort to get as close to the fifty thousand words as possible by the end of this month in celebration of FebNoWriMo, I am simply typing whatever comes to mind, after which I will at the very least organize the thoughts into some vaguely logical order and then publish at the last minute.I also realized (actually I realized this very early on) that I could avoid contractions and gain words. (You know, can't, won't don't become can not, do not and will not). Actually, I think that can not is used as cannot - for whatever reason. It is the only one that they do that with as far as I know).
One tool I have utilized in my (weak) efforts during FebNoWriMo has been this copy and paste word counter. This simiple Java script kit allows you to paste text into a form field and calculate the number of words used in it. I am providing a link not only to share it with you, but also to use up a few more words. I am indeed a cheating bastard. [LINK]
And now on to things that are not filed under the topic of FebNoWriMo:
Website related but I also realize that I have not done much work on the redesign of the site (specifically the Stories and Rants; most of which are still in the old page style from 2004. While I am ashamed of this on some level, I am not affected by it enough to sit down and finish all of it yet.
I have been working extra hours lately; picking up shifts wherever I find that they are open for grabs. People always want time off from work, and usually I am willing to take that time off their hands. This also puts me at an advantage later when I want time off and all of those bastards owe me time.
My eating habits, while they are (extremely) far from what they should be, have improved a great deal in the last week. To put it the best, (with as little detail as possible considering all of that is stuff that in general people just do not tell complete strangers) -- I have not felt quite 'right' lately. So, I am pulling all the old-school tricks that our Grannies knew about that are directly food related.
In the mornings I have oatmeal for breakfast. Generally I arrive at work around fifteen minutes early every day. This gives me time to get some maple instant oatmeal made (hot water out of the Culligiain man's handy dandy water "cooler". (I find it amusing that some of the people call it the "cooler", when it has cold and hot taps (in fashionable red and blue indicator colors).
When I made my oatmeal Friday, people outside the office I was currently occupying (someone else's desk) were all remarking, "I smell maple syrup!" After the third person, instead of simply saying, "it's my oatmeal", I replied, "Yeah i'm eating pancakes in here." and she actually came in and said REALLY?
I've eaten yogurt lately - daily in fact. It took me a while to find some that wasn't color-enhanced. If you have not read about the yogurt with pink color thing yet - you may not want to if you love very pink yogurt (and other foods that have a specific red food coloring.)
I have found that (if you have one nearby) Trader Joe's makes really good yogurt. (Thanks to L.T. .for the tip on that by the way). If you are unable to find that, Danon has a line called Danon Naturals that is really good and has no artificial looking color. (Keep in mind that I have not done any research and it may have this particular coloring in it anyway... but it does not appear to have it.
I try - but do not always succeed at eating an apple every day. I manage to do this five or six days out of the week. I still have a lot of room for improvement as far as all of this goes.
Anything Else, Please?
I have an extremely bad headache today. Its location is directly in the middle of my forehead. It has been with me ALL. DAY. LONG.
Hopefully it will go away soon... and, with that, since there is no way that I can possibly continue to type to reach my goal of 50,000 words for FebNoWriMo,
- 742 words in this post...
Labels: Brain dead, FebNoWriMo, headache, Loser, miscellaneous topics.
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