Saturday, May 10, 2003

Unwell.

Today we start with some lyrics that were deemed appropriate due to my state of health as of late... I really like the beginning of this song, which is what's quoted below.

"All day
staring at the ceiling making
friends with shadows on my wall.
All night
I'm hearing voices telling me
that I should get some sleep
because tomorrow might be good
for something.
Hold on
I'm feeling like I'm headed for a
breakdown
I don't know why.
I'm not crazy I'm just a little unwell.
I know right now you can't tell.
But stay awhile and maybe then you'll see
a different side of me."

Matchbox 20 is the artist, "Unwell" is the title.

Today thanks to the wonders of modern technology I was able to witness the graduation of someone special live via webcast, even though I was hours away. Pretty good quality too, her sheepsih grin as she walked across the stage was readily visible. Quite neat to be able to see it even though I wasn't there. Makes me wonder how things like that may influence our future, with video phones becoming more mainstream, and live streaming video and audio being a daily part of our lives. Sounds pretty spiff. A phrase such as "I miss you" voiced on the other end of the telephone line does a lot, but seeing them smile as they say it does a whole lot more.

Thanks to post midterm freedom and the fact I haven't been able to do much because I've been sick, I've started making my way through Splinter Cell, which thus far has proven to be great entertainment. Full review when I complete it as usual.

Thursday, May 08, 2003

So Annoying.

I think I'm going to start religiously stretching my neck along with everything else whenever I work out. My theory is it'll prevent the type of tweaking that always seems to happen totally randomly. Today it was getting out of bed, just all of a sudden the sharp pain, and now it hurts when I bend it certain ways. It's happened to all of us, we all hate it.

More annoying though, was the fact that my on and off sickness really came to a head last night, and I ended up awake at 1am with one of those cold hot cold type fevers goin and literally sneezing consistently every 5 seconds for about 10 minutes or so. It was so bad someone came and knocked on my door to ask wtf was going on, confused as to how I could be making that much noise. My eyes were basically water faucets, it was really pretty bad. So I did what I basically never do, which is take some medicine. Nyquil did the trick, at least initially, and I got a few hours of sleep in until about 3:30, at which time I woke up again, still not feeling too well. After tossing and turning for a while I eventually got back to sleep and slept through the night, and I do feel better this morning. Well at least I did, until the neck tweaking incident.

I decided to go ahead and workout anyway, and see how I felt. I ran pretty hard, and felt pretty trashed, but I figure it's best to keep fighting through it, as missing days just means a lot of lost time.

Found out I get to watch The Matrix: Reloaded the day before it opens nationwide, as part of a special screening at the best theater in the area. Should be sweet to totally avoid the lines and hubbub of opening day.

Now all I have to do is get better already, gawd.

Wednesday, May 07, 2003

Midterms. Done and a Half.

As of a few minutes ago, I am done with midterms at this institution. Forever. Now THAT has a nice ring to it.

I apologize for being MIA for a few days, as having 8am tests for me generally means staying up until like 4am. Not actually studying, just procrastinating. I then tend to actually do the studying between 4 and 8, and after taking the midterm, come home and crash and sleep the rest of the morning/afternoon. Then I get on whack sleeping schedules consisting of four hours at night and four hours during the day, which never really seems to even out.

Then if I get really lucky I forget to take Centrum a couple random days in between since I usually do it first thing in the morning but I'm not actually waking up in the morning, so wham I instantly become sick, and get to feel like a train wreck as I try to wake up to study. Then the party really starts when I force myself to go workout anyway, and do things like sets of 800s when about a half hour before I couldn't breath out of my nose.

Yeah so as fun as all that is, it's over forever. Now all I need to do is spend a couple days sleeping all day getting better, then back into the normal scheme of things, the normal scheme being of course doing nothing all day long. Ah yes, college life.

Oh yes and I've been asked to clarify my previous blog, deuces wild refers to a poker term, where all the twos (deuces) in the deck are considered wild and can represent anything. A pair of twos could be seen as 22, which happens to be how old I am as of Sunday. Don't trip if you didn't know, rare was the person who did. No worries. I don't exactly advertise.

Sunday, May 04, 2003

Deuces are Wild...

And I've got a pair of them.