The last few weeks were supposed to be my vacation. I wasn’t planning on going any where or even doing that much really. I wanted to get some organizing and cleaning type stuff done. I got one day of that done, some filing done of bills and that type of stuff. Then I spent the next few days at the hospital, missed the holidays for the most part and spent the next few days trying to get back in a rhythm. I don’t think I’ve found it yet really.
Tomorrow I have to be at work early, it’s the first Monday of the month and the first official day back of the new year, meeting time. I think I could go to bed now and still be tired in the morning.
I feel like I’m just spinning my wheels lately. I get up, and before I know it, it’s time to get ready and leave again. They say there’s a snow storm coming in the next few days, I think I need a snow day to relax.
Today I got up and headed over to Erin’s to put together a bookcase. I got over halfway done, there were two busted pieces. After 15 minutes on the phone Target decided to take it back and give me a new one. Now that’s sitting in the back of my truck, tomorrow I should have time to work on it again.
I’m tired of writing.
< rant >
I work IT, I dabble in computers, I fix crap when it breaks around here because I know how to fix it. I’m the tech guy here. A bit of advice to anyone who is not me or like me, do NOT frackin’ click-click-click to fix something when :
- You don’t know what you’re clicking.
- You can’t get something to print correctly so you resort to clicking print 5 extra times to make it print.
- You don’t want me to freak out on you for doing either
Today is a day of frustration. It’s raining, I’m tired and someone cooked something quasi-italian in the microwave that smells like old goat and tomato sauce. Now I’m hungry for anything but goat with marinara but hungry none the less.
When will the madness end! < /rant >
It’s only 12:20ish… But I’ve been trying to go to bed since 10. What the heck is wrong with me last night I didn’t want to sleep at all, today all I wanted was to crawl in bed, now that I’m there, I can’t sleep! Ahhh! I haven’t felt “right” today really. Something just hasn’t been right all day. Everything was just a bit off. I didn’t see anyone at school until I left and saw John. I got a haircut so that may have thrown things off. I dunno but I’m sick of today already, things need to get back to normal.
Will someone turn down the freakin’ heat in here!
Holy crap, it’s early. For some reason though, I’m wide awake and ready to go. This is totally odd because last night I could barely move, I was so tired, I took some cold medicine and a sleeping pill, 6.5 hours later I’m ready to go! Just thought I’d leave something for you all, leave a comment. I’ll post later today most likely.
OK say Day 2 of IUK is done.
I went to work this morning after totally struggling to get out of bed for some reason. Work was work, so much so that I left early.
Got to school way early, went to eat at Sonic. Got back, talked to “the girls” for a while. Got all that caught up. I’m up to date on SoB gossip now I guess.
Finally went to class. Boring, who the freak takes 70 minutes to go over the syllabus?! I’ve had this prof before though, so I guess I shouldn’t be so surprised.
After class I headed home and sat for a bit just to relax.
Now I’m sitting here trying to study for tomorrow. I’ve got about 150 pages to read. I realize that there’s no way that we’re going to cover all of that tomorrow in 2 classes, but I don’t know either of these profs very well yet and since I got grilled in one class already and the other class only has 11 in it, I’m sure that I need to be at least some what prepared. I’ve got about 50 pages of Poli and prolly 30 pages of Mktg left. Oh joy. Better get back to it, TV makes it really hard to pay attention to the book too.
I don’t know what is wrong with me. Lets go down the list: stomach ache, extremely tired, sore all over, itchy in “certain areas”, weakish, nauseous. This sucks. I have work to do today and plans for tonight…
Its supposed to storm today. Normally I would be excited about this, for some reason I’m not. I think after the near-death experience last month with the tornadoes in Kokomo/Peru, I might have lost my edge. I seriously had thoughts of being seriously injured in that last storm, I was nearly in tears as I drove down the road. Now, I’m not so excited about the storms. It sucks, I used to wanna get caught in a tornado so I could watch it’s raw power and beauty. Do I have post-traumatic stress or something?
I’d better get back to work.
Cooked an awesome dinner. Got my brakes changed. No biggie. Went out with Ben and Orion. Got some food, tea, and played some poker. Good times. I’ve got work tomorrow. Kyle’s home this week. I need to hit the gym desperately. I need to learn to use compound sentences. Bed. Awake again. Up way too late. I’m just not tired. Body clock is way out of whack, anyone know how to fix it?