So I spent most of the day having a pity party for myself. This sciatic thing is really bringing me down. Today was one of the most beautiful days I've seen in a long time. The kind that is made for long walks. Instead I bummed a ride home with one of my co-workers. Bah. Tomorrow I'm going to call my doctor and see if I can get a referral to a specialist that Ken found. Wish me luck.
In better news, I got my 401k statement from my former job today. I actually got an email over the weekend alerting me that my new statement is posted. I didn't have the balls to go look at it considering how bad the market has been doing. When the envelope arrived today, I bit the bullet and opened it. I was shocked to see I had a gain instead of a loss. Granted, it was a gain of $11.61, but it was still a gain. Hurrah!
7.14.2008
7.13.2008
Sunday Natter
I haven't posted much this week. And I haven't really noticed, either. Nor have I had too much to say, I guess.
Weigh in today was good. I was back down to 192. I feel pretty good about that, though I was secretly hoping to see either 191 or even 190 again. There's always next week, though I'm not too hopeful for that because....
...my fucking sciatic nerve went into overdrive this weekend. I saw the doctor on Monday and he prescribed some anti-inflammatory pills for me. They seemed to be taking the edge off the nerve for me, which was good. I was trying not to get my hopes up too high, just in case. Anyway, cut to this weekend. Saturday morning I went out and walked seven miles. I was started to get a little sore after the walk, but that's typical for me for that length. Last night I decided to go out again and did four more miles. I was really hurting by the time I got home. Pretty sore. I overdid it. This morning I got up and was planning on going about six miles. After about two, I was in pain and limping. It was too much walking. I've decided I have to kick back and not walk for the next few days. This stresses me out because my main course of exercise is walking. I'm really getting stressed out by this whole sciatic thing anyway. I don't know what to do. When I saw the doctor, he suggested physical therapy and I'm really opposed to that. This would be the third time he's sent me to physical therapy and the first two times were unmitigated disasters. I'm probably in worse shape now post p.t. than I was prior to it. I no longer trust my doctor when he brings up p.t.
I'm starting to feel overwhelmed by television. Big Brother starts tonight, airing three times a week. I Love Money is also on tonight. I thought it was supposed to start tonight, but instead it began last Sunday. Project Runway starts back up on Wednesday. Add that to my other recently started shows and I have too much tv to watch. I just don't have enough hours in the day to watch all the shows I want, as well as get some reading in and internetting.
Next weekend we're going to visit with Ken's best friend in Jersey. This is something else that's overwhelming me. I've been using weekends to get caught up on everything that falls by the wayside during the week. I won't have that safety net next weekend. Ack!
I've been trying to convince myself to buy a Flip Camera. Everyone seems to have one. I kind of want one, but I'm not convinced I would use it as often as I should to justify the purchase. With vacation coming up shortly, I need to make a decision.
I'm not spending the whole day online. At least that's what I'm telling myself. I got up at 6, went out for a walk, played online for a couple hours, went out to breakfast, ran an errand, red the sale flyers and now just got back online. I think I need a nap or something.
Weigh in today was good. I was back down to 192. I feel pretty good about that, though I was secretly hoping to see either 191 or even 190 again. There's always next week, though I'm not too hopeful for that because....
...my fucking sciatic nerve went into overdrive this weekend. I saw the doctor on Monday and he prescribed some anti-inflammatory pills for me. They seemed to be taking the edge off the nerve for me, which was good. I was trying not to get my hopes up too high, just in case. Anyway, cut to this weekend. Saturday morning I went out and walked seven miles. I was started to get a little sore after the walk, but that's typical for me for that length. Last night I decided to go out again and did four more miles. I was really hurting by the time I got home. Pretty sore. I overdid it. This morning I got up and was planning on going about six miles. After about two, I was in pain and limping. It was too much walking. I've decided I have to kick back and not walk for the next few days. This stresses me out because my main course of exercise is walking. I'm really getting stressed out by this whole sciatic thing anyway. I don't know what to do. When I saw the doctor, he suggested physical therapy and I'm really opposed to that. This would be the third time he's sent me to physical therapy and the first two times were unmitigated disasters. I'm probably in worse shape now post p.t. than I was prior to it. I no longer trust my doctor when he brings up p.t.
I'm starting to feel overwhelmed by television. Big Brother starts tonight, airing three times a week. I Love Money is also on tonight. I thought it was supposed to start tonight, but instead it began last Sunday. Project Runway starts back up on Wednesday. Add that to my other recently started shows and I have too much tv to watch. I just don't have enough hours in the day to watch all the shows I want, as well as get some reading in and internetting.
Next weekend we're going to visit with Ken's best friend in Jersey. This is something else that's overwhelming me. I've been using weekends to get caught up on everything that falls by the wayside during the week. I won't have that safety net next weekend. Ack!
I've been trying to convince myself to buy a Flip Camera. Everyone seems to have one. I kind of want one, but I'm not convinced I would use it as often as I should to justify the purchase. With vacation coming up shortly, I need to make a decision.
I'm not spending the whole day online. At least that's what I'm telling myself. I got up at 6, went out for a walk, played online for a couple hours, went out to breakfast, ran an errand, red the sale flyers and now just got back online. I think I need a nap or something.
7.08.2008
Suck It Bitches!
I know it's a fluke and I'm going to bounce back up tomorrow, but for today, I'm totally embracing being less than a pound away from my goal weight!
7.07.2008
More About Last FM
To answer the replies I got about Last FM....
I don't know a lot about it. What I do know is it works similarly to the "What I'm Listening To" application that was available for a while on Facebook. You go to www.last.fm and download their software. You can sync it with whatever you use to play music. I have mine synced with iTunes. So every time I play a song with iTunes, it registers it. When I sync my iPod with my computer, it will register the songs played there, too. After the first week or so of doing this, you can create a widget like the one over to the right on this page. It will show what you're listening to right now, or the last things you listened to. I think it's kind of cool. What was also cool is that it looked at my iTunes and registered every song that I had previously played. The website updates your stats weekly (I believe). I went there today and discovered it has my Top Most Played Artists as well as Songs. I get into crap like this. My profile is located at: http://www.last.fm/user/pusspatrell/
I don't know a lot about it. What I do know is it works similarly to the "What I'm Listening To" application that was available for a while on Facebook. You go to www.last.fm and download their software. You can sync it with whatever you use to play music. I have mine synced with iTunes. So every time I play a song with iTunes, it registers it. When I sync my iPod with my computer, it will register the songs played there, too. After the first week or so of doing this, you can create a widget like the one over to the right on this page. It will show what you're listening to right now, or the last things you listened to. I think it's kind of cool. What was also cool is that it looked at my iTunes and registered every song that I had previously played. The website updates your stats weekly (I believe). I went there today and discovered it has my Top Most Played Artists as well as Songs. I get into crap like this. My profile is located at: http://www.last.fm/user/pusspatrell/
Oops. Forgot To Give This One A Title
I'm sad to see the long weekend go. This is the best long weekend I've had in a long time. Every time I try to schedule one, they usually end up being more annoying than being at work. I don't know why this happens, but it does. Thankfully this one was wonderful. Could it have been better? Sure, but I'd be hard pressed to figure out a way for that to be.
I had my doctor's appointment this morning. He just confirmed what I already knew. My sciatic
nerve is acting up. He prescribed a pill for me to take for the next week. It should dull the pain and it's also an anti-inflammatory. I hope I see some results with it, but I'm afraid I won't. He wanted to prescribe Naproxin for me, but that has little to no effect. This, I guess, is the next step up. We'll see how that goes. He also suggested physical therapy, but after going to the physical therapist he sent me to for my back, I'd be better off never seeing a physical therapist again for the rest of my life. I hope this pill helps me out.
Also, when I weighed in at the doctor's office, I was 197. It's the first time I've weighed in there below 200 pounds. I was pretty happy to see 197, especially since I was back down to 192 on the home scale. The only difference between the two weigh ins was the home weigh in was naked, the doctor weigh in was fully dressed. When I got home, I immediately hit the scale, still fully dressed, and got the same 197. So at least I know the two scales are accurate.
I've had it with CVS pharmacy. The doctor faxed my prescription over there first thing this morning. A couple of hours later I went over to pick it up. Naturally, they didn't have it ready. This happens every single time I go in to get a prescription, without fail. Doesn't matter if I wait one hour or seven. Today I go in and they don't see the prescription. After searching around for a while, they found it. I was told to have a seat, it should take about 15 minutes. A half hour later, one of the women working there asks me if I've been helped. She must have noticed I've been sitting there for a long time. I tell her why I'm waiting and then she goes searching for my prescription. Well, apparently it was filled about 20 minutes prior to this and left to sit there. The whole fucking pharmacy staff, all three of them, knew I was sitting there waiting. Anyway, she rang me out and I wanted to ask about the prescription. She moved me over to the "Consultation" window and then left, saying someone else would come over shortly. WTF? I was really annoyed now. So I go home and hopped online and lodged a complaint with the corporate website. I know talking to the store manager would probably suffice, but shit like this happens EVERY TIME I go to get a prescription. I know that when you go through the website, someone is going to get yelled at and that's about all that is going to make me feel better.
And while I was at it, I bought a bag of Marie Callender's croutons last week and they were stale. So I wrote to them, as well. Don't fuck with me and my croutons, dammit.
Another reason I'm glad I was off today was the sheer volume of new podcasts that were waiting for me in iTunes this morning. At work, I would never have been able to get through them all. I had over five hours worth. Because people come up to me all day (or I go to them... to gossip, naturally), I would have made it through most of them, but not all. So I was hooked up to the iPod most all of today, polished them off and even had time for a bunch of music. Yay me.
Finally, Lucy (my girl cat) is pissing me off. She's not particularly fond of her food and she's decided to pull a hunger strike. She'll sniff the food, but really has no interest in eating it. Luckily Ollie's food is never left out so she can get to it. I don't know how much longer this hunger strike is going to go on for, but it's really getting old quickly. She pulls something like this every so often, so I know it doesn't last for too long, but in the midst of it, it gets old quick, not to mention that I start worrying after a couple of days. But I guess she's eating just enough of it. But still.
I had my doctor's appointment this morning. He just confirmed what I already knew. My sciatic
nerve is acting up. He prescribed a pill for me to take for the next week. It should dull the pain and it's also an anti-inflammatory. I hope I see some results with it, but I'm afraid I won't. He wanted to prescribe Naproxin for me, but that has little to no effect. This, I guess, is the next step up. We'll see how that goes. He also suggested physical therapy, but after going to the physical therapist he sent me to for my back, I'd be better off never seeing a physical therapist again for the rest of my life. I hope this pill helps me out.Also, when I weighed in at the doctor's office, I was 197. It's the first time I've weighed in there below 200 pounds. I was pretty happy to see 197, especially since I was back down to 192 on the home scale. The only difference between the two weigh ins was the home weigh in was naked, the doctor weigh in was fully dressed. When I got home, I immediately hit the scale, still fully dressed, and got the same 197. So at least I know the two scales are accurate.
I've had it with CVS pharmacy. The doctor faxed my prescription over there first thing this morning. A couple of hours later I went over to pick it up. Naturally, they didn't have it ready. This happens every single time I go in to get a prescription, without fail. Doesn't matter if I wait one hour or seven. Today I go in and they don't see the prescription. After searching around for a while, they found it. I was told to have a seat, it should take about 15 minutes. A half hour later, one of the women working there asks me if I've been helped. She must have noticed I've been sitting there for a long time. I tell her why I'm waiting and then she goes searching for my prescription. Well, apparently it was filled about 20 minutes prior to this and left to sit there. The whole fucking pharmacy staff, all three of them, knew I was sitting there waiting. Anyway, she rang me out and I wanted to ask about the prescription. She moved me over to the "Consultation" window and then left, saying someone else would come over shortly. WTF? I was really annoyed now. So I go home and hopped online and lodged a complaint with the corporate website. I know talking to the store manager would probably suffice, but shit like this happens EVERY TIME I go to get a prescription. I know that when you go through the website, someone is going to get yelled at and that's about all that is going to make me feel better.
And while I was at it, I bought a bag of Marie Callender's croutons last week and they were stale. So I wrote to them, as well. Don't fuck with me and my croutons, dammit.
Another reason I'm glad I was off today was the sheer volume of new podcasts that were waiting for me in iTunes this morning. At work, I would never have been able to get through them all. I had over five hours worth. Because people come up to me all day (or I go to them... to gossip, naturally), I would have made it through most of them, but not all. So I was hooked up to the iPod most all of today, polished them off and even had time for a bunch of music. Yay me.
Finally, Lucy (my girl cat) is pissing me off. She's not particularly fond of her food and she's decided to pull a hunger strike. She'll sniff the food, but really has no interest in eating it. Luckily Ollie's food is never left out so she can get to it. I don't know how much longer this hunger strike is going to go on for, but it's really getting old quickly. She pulls something like this every so often, so I know it doesn't last for too long, but in the midst of it, it gets old quick, not to mention that I start worrying after a couple of days. But I guess she's eating just enough of it. But still.
7.06.2008
Last FM
So I got my last fm thingie working correctly and I'm quite happy about it. If you use it, add me as a friend and we can compare musical tastes. I have two friends there so far (Nessa & Ricky) and we both score a HIGH in musical compatibility, though for a little while today, Ricky and I scored a VERY HIGH.
Sunday Update
Weighed in. Not happy, but not surprised. Back up to 195. I know last week was a fluke and I know that I indulged a little more than I should have this weekend. I still don't have to be happy about being back to 195. It's making me believe my body is very happy at 195 and it doesn't want to go any lower. So, to make my body happy, I bought a pint of that ice cream I had yesterday. But I'm trying to behave. In my world, that one pint is one serving. The package says it's 4 servings. I'm trying to compromise and I hope to get 3 servings out of it. Think I can do it? I do.
My plan for today was to kick back and not do too much. I wanted to go for my morning walk and I needed to get food for Ollie and groceries. I also wanted to clean the bedroom (and maybe the bathroom). Well, I didn't get it all done. I did my walk (6 miles), I got cat food (though when I got to the register, I realized I didn't bring my wallet with me. D'oh! Had to run home and grab it), got groceries (where I saw a co-worker I didn't want to and remapped my trip around the store to avoid him) and took a second walk (4 miles). The last thing I did was to finish off this season of Doctor Who. Wow. What an incredible two-part finale. And it was crammed full of cast, but it never felt crammed. The whole season was just amazing and is officially my favorite season, despite the ending of the last episode, which I didn't really care for.
Didn't get my nap today and I think I'll turn in early to make up for it. And I haven't read comics all weekend. I'll do that when I climb into bed.
My plan for today was to kick back and not do too much. I wanted to go for my morning walk and I needed to get food for Ollie and groceries. I also wanted to clean the bedroom (and maybe the bathroom). Well, I didn't get it all done. I did my walk (6 miles), I got cat food (though when I got to the register, I realized I didn't bring my wallet with me. D'oh! Had to run home and grab it), got groceries (where I saw a co-worker I didn't want to and remapped my trip around the store to avoid him) and took a second walk (4 miles). The last thing I did was to finish off this season of Doctor Who. Wow. What an incredible two-part finale. And it was crammed full of cast, but it never felt crammed. The whole season was just amazing and is officially my favorite season, despite the ending of the last episode, which I didn't really care for.
Didn't get my nap today and I think I'll turn in early to make up for it. And I haven't read comics all weekend. I'll do that when I climb into bed.
7.05.2008
So Damn Tired
Got home a short while ago from a very full day. Today was the day Ken and I went to meet Eric the Southern Boy and his bf Comic Boy. They live in NYC and we're in Albany and we decided it would be easiest to meet half way between, which meant Poughkeepsie. So we got up early and hit the road. Their train was due in around 11:30 and we timed it to get there in time. Of course, we got a little later start than we had hoped, but still got there early. Meeting the boys in person was really easy for me. That's huge, because I'm such a shy guy. I find it hard to talk to people, no matter how long I've known them. I've known Eric via the interwebs for a while now, but I've never "met" the bf. But that didn't seem to matter. I felt very comfortable with them from the instant we met.
We didn't really have much of anything planned for the day. I have to admit that both Ken and I are horrible planners / tour guides. I dread having out of town company simply for this reason. I never know what to do and feel like crap for it. What we did have planned was a visit to October Country, the comic shop I used to work at in New Paltz. It's been probably twenty years or more since I worked there. Anyway, we headed there and we all bought some stuff. I got the new Joker comic that came out this week as well as a Gotham Central trade paperback. Eric picked up the first 5 issues of Trinity and the new Astonishing X-Men. Comic Boy picked up a handful of trades including Queen & Country, a book of essays about Neil Gaiman, and other stuff I've blanked out, as well as a Buffy comic and a couple issues of Planetary. While at the store, I ran into someone I knew. Jack, who has worked there for years. He was just a customer when I worked there.
Right after that, we made an unplanned stop at the hardware store across the street. Our friend Andy works there and we popped in to surprise him.
Next, we headed up to Woodstock. There was a place we were thinking about go to for lunch. Unfortunately, they only do dinners there, so we had to resort to plan B, which was just to find some other place to eat. We did, but I can't remember the name of the place. It was really good, though. I got a salmon salad with goat cheese and walnuts. OMG, it was so good. I even broke down and ordered a beer. It's been nearly a year since last I had one. After lunch, we ran the boys ragged. We hit up most of the shops up Tinker Street, poking around. Comic Boy bought this really cool skull lunch box at the toy store. If I didn't pack my lunch in my backpack every day, I'd consider getting the same thing. I was so neat.
The most important stop we made was for ice cream. It was a necessity. I got a chocolate peanut butter cone. While eating it, my mind raced to back when I would eat three times this every night and how I ballooned up in the first place. It's nice to have ice cream on special occasions, but I have to stay away from the stuff. It's way too easy to get myself into trouble with it.
We made one more sidetrip after the shopping. Our friends Lynn & Lori live about 3 miles from the center of town and Ken needed to pee, so we went to their house. Unfortunately, they weren't home. We left a note and headed out to dinner. About 15 minutes after leaving, we got a call from them. They just got home and found out note. What we didn't know is they were on vacation in Maine. The weather was terrible, so they came home a day early. And our lousy timing kept us from seeing them.
We headed to a place we've been to dinner a couple of times and thought the boys might like. They did and we did. Again, I tried to behave, but I fell short. I ordered a Cobb Salad for dinner, which was tasty and a good thing to get, but I also ate the bread and shared in Eric & Comic Boy's nacho appetizer. Holy crap were those nachos good.
At dinner I realized that I brought a camera and didn't take a single picture. So when we went back to the train station, I knew I needed to get some pictures. But because we suck, we barely got the boys to the train before it departed. I think we got to the station about 7 minutes before the train left. So no picture proof that we spent the day together. I feel like an ass for that.
You know, Eric is EXACTLY what I imagined he'd be like in real life. He's cute, he's funny and boy can he talk. :-) He even puts Ken to shame. I had no idea what to expect from Comic Boy. He's adorable, very tall and really personable. He seems very similar to me just like Eric is very similar to Ken.
My biggest fear for the day was I was going to be a non-responsive mute. I never realize I'm in that mode when I'm in it, so as soon as we dropped the guys off at the train, I immediately started quizzing Ken about my behavior. Apparently, I was very good. I spoke, I didn't seem to disappear into myself. I feel really good about that.
I don't know if I'll see the boys before September vacation, but I know I have at least that to look forward to. I can't wait. Thanks Eric and Comic Boy. I had an awesome day today. I hope you guys did, too.
Nessa, my partner in crime, had a similar event today. She met up with Wes & Ricky and I can't wait to hear about that.
I'm exhausted and I need to go collapse. I hope what I wrote was somewhat coherent. If not, it's because I'm too tired to care anymore. :-)
We didn't really have much of anything planned for the day. I have to admit that both Ken and I are horrible planners / tour guides. I dread having out of town company simply for this reason. I never know what to do and feel like crap for it. What we did have planned was a visit to October Country, the comic shop I used to work at in New Paltz. It's been probably twenty years or more since I worked there. Anyway, we headed there and we all bought some stuff. I got the new Joker comic that came out this week as well as a Gotham Central trade paperback. Eric picked up the first 5 issues of Trinity and the new Astonishing X-Men. Comic Boy picked up a handful of trades including Queen & Country, a book of essays about Neil Gaiman, and other stuff I've blanked out, as well as a Buffy comic and a couple issues of Planetary. While at the store, I ran into someone I knew. Jack, who has worked there for years. He was just a customer when I worked there.
Right after that, we made an unplanned stop at the hardware store across the street. Our friend Andy works there and we popped in to surprise him.
Next, we headed up to Woodstock. There was a place we were thinking about go to for lunch. Unfortunately, they only do dinners there, so we had to resort to plan B, which was just to find some other place to eat. We did, but I can't remember the name of the place. It was really good, though. I got a salmon salad with goat cheese and walnuts. OMG, it was so good. I even broke down and ordered a beer. It's been nearly a year since last I had one. After lunch, we ran the boys ragged. We hit up most of the shops up Tinker Street, poking around. Comic Boy bought this really cool skull lunch box at the toy store. If I didn't pack my lunch in my backpack every day, I'd consider getting the same thing. I was so neat.
The most important stop we made was for ice cream. It was a necessity. I got a chocolate peanut butter cone. While eating it, my mind raced to back when I would eat three times this every night and how I ballooned up in the first place. It's nice to have ice cream on special occasions, but I have to stay away from the stuff. It's way too easy to get myself into trouble with it.
We made one more sidetrip after the shopping. Our friends Lynn & Lori live about 3 miles from the center of town and Ken needed to pee, so we went to their house. Unfortunately, they weren't home. We left a note and headed out to dinner. About 15 minutes after leaving, we got a call from them. They just got home and found out note. What we didn't know is they were on vacation in Maine. The weather was terrible, so they came home a day early. And our lousy timing kept us from seeing them.
We headed to a place we've been to dinner a couple of times and thought the boys might like. They did and we did. Again, I tried to behave, but I fell short. I ordered a Cobb Salad for dinner, which was tasty and a good thing to get, but I also ate the bread and shared in Eric & Comic Boy's nacho appetizer. Holy crap were those nachos good.
At dinner I realized that I brought a camera and didn't take a single picture. So when we went back to the train station, I knew I needed to get some pictures. But because we suck, we barely got the boys to the train before it departed. I think we got to the station about 7 minutes before the train left. So no picture proof that we spent the day together. I feel like an ass for that.
You know, Eric is EXACTLY what I imagined he'd be like in real life. He's cute, he's funny and boy can he talk. :-) He even puts Ken to shame. I had no idea what to expect from Comic Boy. He's adorable, very tall and really personable. He seems very similar to me just like Eric is very similar to Ken.
My biggest fear for the day was I was going to be a non-responsive mute. I never realize I'm in that mode when I'm in it, so as soon as we dropped the guys off at the train, I immediately started quizzing Ken about my behavior. Apparently, I was very good. I spoke, I didn't seem to disappear into myself. I feel really good about that.
I don't know if I'll see the boys before September vacation, but I know I have at least that to look forward to. I can't wait. Thanks Eric and Comic Boy. I had an awesome day today. I hope you guys did, too.
Nessa, my partner in crime, had a similar event today. She met up with Wes & Ricky and I can't wait to hear about that.
I'm exhausted and I need to go collapse. I hope what I wrote was somewhat coherent. If not, it's because I'm too tired to care anymore. :-)
7.03.2008
Friday Comes Early
It may only be Thursday, but it certainly feels like Friday. It has all day and it still does at 10:30pm. I love that. I think it's a good sign for the long weekend.
I added the last fm widget on my page, but I don't know what's going on with it. It's not showing anything. I don't know if it's because I haven't played enough songs yet or if I screwed something up. I'm going to leave it there for a few days and see if anything changes.
I keep forgetting to mention this, but I passed the 9 month soda-free mark earlier this week. I can't believe I've gone that long. I'm really not not drinking soda anymore, I just haven't had one yet. I've had two dreams in the last week or so in which I've had Diet Cokes. Both times I remember drinking the soda and then once the deed was done, I'd remember that I wasn't drinking soda anymore. Weird, huh? Ken asked me if Joan Van Ark gave me a soda in any of the dreams. I know this is a weird question, but I tend to have dreams (on a semi-regular basis) featuring B, C and D list celebrities. Although I have never had a dream about Joan Van Ark, that certainly would be one I would have.
I added the last fm widget on my page, but I don't know what's going on with it. It's not showing anything. I don't know if it's because I haven't played enough songs yet or if I screwed something up. I'm going to leave it there for a few days and see if anything changes.
I keep forgetting to mention this, but I passed the 9 month soda-free mark earlier this week. I can't believe I've gone that long. I'm really not not drinking soda anymore, I just haven't had one yet. I've had two dreams in the last week or so in which I've had Diet Cokes. Both times I remember drinking the soda and then once the deed was done, I'd remember that I wasn't drinking soda anymore. Weird, huh? Ken asked me if Joan Van Ark gave me a soda in any of the dreams. I know this is a weird question, but I tend to have dreams (on a semi-regular basis) featuring B, C and D list celebrities. Although I have never had a dream about Joan Van Ark, that certainly would be one I would have.
7.02.2008
Cranky Pants
I've got my cranky pants on today and I don't know why. It might be from lack of sleep. I've been staying up a little bit past my bedtime every night this week. It hurt to get out of bed this morning. It might have to do with the fact that I work with a few choice fuckheads and they've been draining the life out of me this week with their sheer ignorance and stupidity. It might have to do with what feels like the lack of control I have right now. It's not big, just slight, but enough to make me feel crazed. Whatever it is, though, that has me wearing my cranky pants has got to stop. I'm so cranky even I'm annoyed by it.
I haven't had a chance to really post here all week. Not intentional, it's just that time slipped away from me and by the time I could write something, I just didn't have it in me. Monday night I ended up talking to Eric on the Skype for a while. Ken and I are going to meet up with him and his bf on Saturday. I should be nervous as shit right now, but I'm not. I still have plenty of time to work up the nerves. I wish this is something I could have better control over. I'm so socially retarded sometimes. The nerves get the best of me and all that comes out of my mouth is ridiculousness. From what I'm told, it's not as moronic as I think it is, but I don't see it. When I realize what's coming out of my mouth, my nerves turn to horror and I shut down. Grrrr.. I'm going to do my best to be charming and outgoing and not a freak of nature. Wish me luck.
Tuesday night we recorded the show and by the time we were done, I needed to go to bed. I had such a throbbing headache. I climbed into bed and watched Hell's Kitchen. One more episode and it's all done. Thank God.
Since getting the new computer for Christmas, I've been working on uploading as much music to iTunes as I can. I've got just about everything uploaded finally and I'm now working on playing every song. My library currently has 35,543 songs. My uplayed song count as of today is 21,927 songs, but that includes Christmas songs. Taking those out of the mix, my unplayed song count is 19,768. Just this week I got it below 20,000. I made a playlist of just unplayed songs. It constantly refreshes itself when I sync the iPod to the computer. For most of last week, I sorted the playlist from largest file to smallest, though not necessarily longest song to shortest. Today I mixed it up and sorted from shortest in length to longest. I played over 200 2 minute songs today. It was kind of bizarre hearing all these short songs. Who knew Dolly Parton had so many songs that clocked in at 2 minutes? (Okay, I just checked. I heard 17 Dolly songs today.) This is fascinating, isn't it?
I guess that's all I have to say.
I haven't had a chance to really post here all week. Not intentional, it's just that time slipped away from me and by the time I could write something, I just didn't have it in me. Monday night I ended up talking to Eric on the Skype for a while. Ken and I are going to meet up with him and his bf on Saturday. I should be nervous as shit right now, but I'm not. I still have plenty of time to work up the nerves. I wish this is something I could have better control over. I'm so socially retarded sometimes. The nerves get the best of me and all that comes out of my mouth is ridiculousness. From what I'm told, it's not as moronic as I think it is, but I don't see it. When I realize what's coming out of my mouth, my nerves turn to horror and I shut down. Grrrr.. I'm going to do my best to be charming and outgoing and not a freak of nature. Wish me luck.
Tuesday night we recorded the show and by the time we were done, I needed to go to bed. I had such a throbbing headache. I climbed into bed and watched Hell's Kitchen. One more episode and it's all done. Thank God.
Since getting the new computer for Christmas, I've been working on uploading as much music to iTunes as I can. I've got just about everything uploaded finally and I'm now working on playing every song. My library currently has 35,543 songs. My uplayed song count as of today is 21,927 songs, but that includes Christmas songs. Taking those out of the mix, my unplayed song count is 19,768. Just this week I got it below 20,000. I made a playlist of just unplayed songs. It constantly refreshes itself when I sync the iPod to the computer. For most of last week, I sorted the playlist from largest file to smallest, though not necessarily longest song to shortest. Today I mixed it up and sorted from shortest in length to longest. I played over 200 2 minute songs today. It was kind of bizarre hearing all these short songs. Who knew Dolly Parton had so many songs that clocked in at 2 minutes? (Okay, I just checked. I heard 17 Dolly songs today.) This is fascinating, isn't it?
I guess that's all I have to say.
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