Archive for Tired

A question for the universe . . .

Posted in Health, Life with tags , , , , , , on November 18, 2012 by urbannight

Is it really just a nap if you sleep for 5 hours?  Even if it is in the middle of the afternoon?

Sleepy Time! Even the cat agrees.

Zombified

Posted in Life with tags , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , on September 18, 2012 by urbannight

 

My eyes feel dry and gritty and tired and swollen.  My eyeballs feel like I need to pop them out and soak them in milk.  Maybe I need to wash the sockets out too.  They feel gunky and gummy and leaving a film on my eyes.  It sounds like allergies but doesn’t feel like allergies.

 

My sinuses have split personality disorder.  Sniffles, Sneezing, Running and Congested at the same time.  They feel like exploding.  Humans are a carbon based life form.  Does that mean, given enough time and pressure, the dwarves mining tunnels in main brain could eventually mine for diamonds in what was once my snot?

 

My entire face feels like my skull has swollen up and the skin is now too small for my head, so it is stretched out and thin and tight and tender.  Perhaps it is my brain swelling rather than my skull.  It feels like it doesn’t have enough room and those mining dwarves have taken up residence again.  Tap tap tap, Pound pound pound.

 

Of course, the only visual evidence slightly saggy eyes, half shuttered to block out the extra light that work seems to be providing us.  We all have cubicle lights, why can’t they just turn out the overhead lights?  And I can’t forget the dark purple smudges beneath my eyes.  You wouldn’t think that I had 7 hours of sleep last night.  I might not have.  I constantly woke up, all night long, and my last dream was of getting hooked up to a machine so I could sleep for someone else, so that person would never need to sleep.

 

Being a sleeper right now sounds really good.  I suspect I’m running a low fever.  It feels like it.  It usually happens when I’m overly tired.  And that is exactly what I think it could be.  As sick as I feel, as zombified as I feel, horribly wretched as I feel, I think I’m just tired. 

 

I can hardly keep my eyes open.  I feel like I’m about to pass out in my chair, the past 1 hour has felt like three.  I’m doing this mostly to keep myself from toppling over into a stupor. 

 

Coffee and soda have been no help whatsoever.  Any magic cures?

Have you had one of those days . . . . down the rabbit hole of my mind.

Posted in Entertainment, Food, Politics, Work with tags , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , on July 11, 2012 by urbannight

You wake up and feel exhausted. You feel as if you are just getting off work, not just getting up to a new day. When you get to work, you realize that you are actually in a bad mood that is a holdover from the day before. As the morning progresses, you realize that your bad mood is progressing from bad to foul.

This was my morning. I can’t say I dreamt about work.

I actually had a dream about jumping through hoops to get a volunteer job at a library. One that would put me in place for when a paid opening came along. I had to make nice with and get a bunch of criminals to approve of me. This seemed odd. Italy kept coming up as well. When I finally woke up, I had been in a card game that I had never played before called Around the World. Certain cards represented certain countries. Whoever had the highest cards for the countries and got the highest score for the hand won the hand. I had a cheat sheet since I never played before. Italy was represented by a lot of the club cards. I was on the third country, which I can’t remember now, and the symbols on the cheat sheet were three pillars. One pillar had a flame over it, one had half a flame, and the other had no flame. I had no idea what that meant and which cards could be connected to pillars. What was going on? Was the library run by the Mafia?

At that point I just got up. I didn’t want to dream that dream anymore. But I felt exhausted. I was so tired last night that I fell asleep shortly after 9:30. Then I couldn’t sleep in the middle of the night. I was up from about 1 – 2 am. After that, I slept for about 4 hours and 20 minutes more. I guess that means I was about 10 minutes shy of 8 hours. Or does it not count since I was up for an hour in the middle?

Half way to work, I realized I forgot to take my blood pressure medication. So it didn’t help when I realized I was in a really bad mood. That always raises the old blood pressure. Having a few non-work related conversations w/ coworkers has helped a bit.

Reading news media is not helping.

How about the South Carolina governor who decided rape victims and battered wives were a distraction from real issues and who denied funding for things that would help them? And this official is a woman. A woman who thinks rape and domestic violence are not important issues.

This reminds me of the women who fought hard AGAINST allowing women the right to vote. It catapults her into the ranks of women who believe in holding other women back, women who believe that a woman’s place is in the home, not working, and unable to have their own bank accounts or get loans without written permission from their husbands.
I’m shocked she ran for office and she claims her focus is on jobs. Oh, I guess she is in office to support a male agenda and to yank women back to their status from the 1940’s. She will help create jobs by keeping women in the kitchen, barefoot and pregnant, whether they want to be or not.

Am I being too harsh? I don’t think so.

There was another political article I wanted to rant and rave about, but now I can’t find it and my mind is drawing a blank.

It’s been one of those days. I know a storm is predicted, I wonder if we will get it sooner than predicted. My head is killing me and two Excedrin didn’t put a dent in it. If anything, it is getting worse. On one hand, I really want this break in the hideous heat. On the other hand, I could live without the headache. The heat was so bad that I skipped all 4th of July events this year.

I’ve had it up to my eyeballs with the heat and from what I’ve been reading in my research, this may be the way weather is going to be. People have been talking about finding ways to slow down or reverse global warming since the 70’s. Governments have been trying to come to agreements and failing. Businesses have been fighting it tooth and nail because they don’t want the cost of having to install new systems. I’ve been saying for years that I believe we are nearing the point of no return. Now the scientists are starting to say that we are approaching the point of no return.

I can’t fall asleep if it is over 72 degrees. But I think the real problem for me is humidity and the heat index. I didn’t have this problem back home, in the Northwest, where we didn’t have AC. But even 90 degree weather didn’t feel that bad without humidity. I never even heard of a heat index until I moved to the Midwest.

Also from the news, if a person has to have a friend get her a disposable phone, get her parents involved, and hire 3 different law firms in order to get started on divorce proceedings, there has to have been something really really wrong in the marriage. And since most actors and actresses do joint custody when they split (or so seems to me), it seems significant that she was putting everything in place in secret and going after sole custody.

Normally I don’t really care about these people. They are just people who happen to have a way overpaid job. Too many of them develop an attitude of entitlement. I like the down to earth ones who don’t seem to let fame get in the way of their personal and family life, like Goldie Hawn and Kurt Russell for example, and seem to retain that ‘real person’ quality that so many other actors and stars loose.

Maybe it’s because I just don’t care for Tom Cruise, maybe it’s because there seem to have been (viewing from the outside) manipulation and control issues in the marriage, but I can’t help but wonder just what was going on with them that caused Katie Holms to be so secretive and go to such lengths to get herself out of that marriage as quickly as possible once she broke the news to Tom.

Okay, I’ll be honest, it is actually an overwhelming curiosity of which I am somewhat ashamed. While I’m at it, I’ll take a moment to ask SOMEONE out there to tell Britney Spears that blue eye shadow went out with the 80’s and we really don’t want it to make a come back.

How did I end up in entertainment news on my lunch break? Speaking of lunch, it was catered today because one woman was on her 40th year here and anther on her 20th year here. They had really good catering picks for a change, at least one of them. I got food poisoning at the other about 6 or 7 years ago. Either way, good one or bad one, I still say that if your plastic fork snaps in half when you try to pick up a bite-sized piece of chicken then it was a bit overcooked.

Well, this has been a rather meandering post, going from one thing to another as it pops up. I’ll call it good for now. Lunch is almost over.

The Life of a Madwoman.

Posted in Books, Entertainment, Food, Life, Movies and Theatre, Work, Writing with tags , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , on June 19, 2012 by urbannight

I must be mad because this doesn’t feel sane.  I’ve got a Tardis project going.  Friends are suggesting I do some Daleks a scarf like garland and make it all ornaments for a Doctor Who themed Christmas tree. 

I’m working on designing a wedding sampler for some friends who are getting married in December.   I have to finish designing it and start working on it if I want it to get done in time.  I’m starting to cut it too close.  I’m starting to chang Keep It Simple Stoopid to myself.  Sure, I’m aware of the misspelling there.  I don’t think it good to call yourself ‘stupid’ so I’m splitting hairs and changing the spelling instead.  That has to be another indicator of my insanity.

I have three sessions of dogstitting this month and I took a trip to see my grandmother.  My cats are going bonkers and last night, the first night home after 4 nights away, one kept stomping me all – night – long……   I guess he needed to make sure I was really there.  At one point I put him out of the room.  I then kept dreaming people were repeating things to me over and over and over.  I think it was because the cat sat outside my door and yowled, over and over and over, for nearly an hour.  I let him back in.  Then the whole trampling me thing resumed.  I eventually got up and slept on the couch.  He can’t trample me there.  He goes back and forth walking across my head and neck.  On a couch, there is no room.  All the can do is lay on me.  At least he then sits still and I can finally fall asleep.  I have one more weekend gone.  They are going to go nuts next weekend.

At least the dog sitting slows down then.  But I am also trying to work in more time on writing.  I kinda stopped for the most part last November when our office moved.  It was something I did during the down time that used to crop up for short periods during the day.  It was a way to keep busy and look like I was working.  Now I’m taking some of the time from when I would normally be keeping up with the blogs I read.  So I may get behind on some people because I’ve got a fairly large number of people I really love reading. 

Not to mention that I REALLY have to find time to lose the weight I gained the last two years.  I was put on a blood pressure medication that had a bad side effect.  I developed an insanely violent cough and it took forever for them to figure out it was my blood pressure prescription.  In that time, it got so bad that any effort, including the walk up to my apartment, triggered coughing fits.  I had to stop working out at the fitness center because people gave me nasty looks for going to the gym with a nasty cough.  Then I had to stop working out because I couldn’t do much before I started coughing myself sick.  Literally.  By the time they identified it, changed the scrip, and my system normalized again, I had gained 35 lbs, have foot and joint problems, and a 30 minute walk will nearly cripple me for the next three days.   But I have to get started and do something because most of my problems will clear up if I lose the weight.

And I promised my roommate I would make my lasagna.  But tonight is the only night this week where our schedules line up and I can make it.  Only I’m ready to crash.    I didn’t get anything done last night because dealing with server transfer issues took 3 hours last night on SWTOR and I had to deal w/ Blizzard as well because someone hacked my Battlenet account and changed my passwords.  I’ve taken a break from WoW to play SWTOR but I still don’t want my ‘toons robbed while I’m away.

I have two gift scarves in progress, one blanket in progress, and I was going to make fancy smancy dishrags out of sock yarn for christmas presents. 

My brain hurts and I have a mountain of clean laundry that needs to be sorted.  My cats used it as a bed while I was dog sitting and some of it needs to be rewashed.  I also have an end table of books still waiting to be read, a pile of borrowed movies to watch, a huge queue of Korean films on Netflix that I have not watched because I never sit down long enough to read a movie.  I keep trying to multitask instead. 

All of this excludes a project I was trying to work on for work.  Maybe there is a reason I’m so tired all the time.  There simply isn’t enough time in a week to work on stuff.  So clearly I MUST be insane.

Who Needs a Pina Colada? I DO!

Posted in Entertainment, Food, Gaming, Life, Movies and Theatre with tags , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , on May 22, 2012 by urbannight

I’m tired and grumpy, hence the lack of pictures.

I got to my gaming group last night late.  There was an accident blocking a road and I had to take a detour that let me into an area I didn’t know I it took longer to get back to a road I did know. 

The upside is that I got the pleasure of killing another boss.  Only after they sat and discussed coup de gras.  Only I thought they were talking about another person’s turn and kind of tuned out.  What they really wanted was to scrap what I had just done and do a coup de gras.  Since I’ve not had an opportunity to do any crit rolls, they then had to explain exactly what I needed to do.  All I really wanted them to tell me is which dice to roll and how many times and when to add the modifier.  I didn’t need the long version.  I have to admit, I was really trying to stay awake.  I was really sleepy when I got there.

Of course, the Pally was a bit miffed (not really) because now we couldn’t question the insane priest.  But hey, what do you expect from a Chaotic Evil warrior with an axe to grind.  Literally, I was using a great axe.   And the priest killed my neutral ranger friend who was all for burning down the town as I was.  I kept the head by the way.  A girl needs her trophies.

So we ran right up to the stop time and there was another accident blocking my route on the way home.  Only this was worse.  Well, I don’t know about the accident but the dead ends were.  It was a housing development that went in a while back. Then the recession hit.  So there were lots of empty lots and lots of roads that just stopped.  So I got home late.

I want more sleep.  And then various things made me cranky today.  Sanctuary was cancelled.  I expected that.  The last episode makes me think the writers did too.  As we find out that Magnus spend her 150 ish long ‘vacation’ building a secret, underground, hidden sanctuary.  The end echoed lines from the first episode.  As a series finally, it was not very satisfying.  The overall feeling was they were making a season finale that could double as a series finale if they didn’t get picked up again.

I tried to use the feedback link on SyFy’s own website.  It doesn’t work.  It bounced back as undeliverable.

Why are you alienating and driving off the science fiction fans whom you would think were your target audience.  Years ago, “SciFi” was a fairly bad station that seemed to mostly air someone’s old collection of sci-fi and B-movies. 

Then, the station pulled itself up by its bootstraps, got it together, and started offering great science fiction shows.  But you have a history of cancelling shows, often without warning, so the writers are not able to write a finale to tie up the show.  Usually, you cancel the shows at the height of their popularity. 

Now you are bringing on all sorts of reality shows, wrestling (which no one has been able to understand why you added it in the first place), and a mish mash of other things other than scripted science fiction.

You are going the way of M-TV.  You should change your name again to reflect the fact you are no longer providing programming for the science fiction fans. 

That is what I tried sending them.

Then I had a banquet lunch.  Swedish Meatballs.  The dish on the box looks very good.  The sauce did not look like the sauce on the box.  It was not good.  I was very sad.  I wanted what was advertised and not the crap they actually put in the box. 

Now I want to go home.  I brought a change so I can stop at the fitness center on the way up the hill to the apartment.  Then I have to clean of the dinning room table.  I have an episode of Bones to watch.  I need to clear off the coffee table too.  I should put away the laundry and make the bed.  Then clean off the dressers and end tables.  I have “Flat Surfaceitis”.  This is the need to put things on flat surfaces.

What I really want to do is take a hot bath, have a pina colada, and play some SWTOR.

The Evils of Frozen Meatballs.

Posted in Food, Life, Uncategorized, Writing with tags , , , , , , , , , , , on March 14, 2012 by urbannight

Do not try this at home.  You will not like it.   A cautionary tale.

When you approach cooking from a creative standpoint, not everything turns out.  You have the occasional disaster.  Some are edible and some are not.  Last night’s disaster is edible but not very good.

The disaster usually starts as a short cut.  I was tired when I bought the groceries and I have been tired all week since the time change.  The tiredness while getting groceries told me that trying out those frozen meatballs might be a good idea.  The tiredness while cooking led to impatience and bad decisions.

The first thing I did was open the meatballs and take a look at them.  I didn’t like the color.  To pale for fully cooked meatballs.  So I dumped them in a pot to brown.  After 15 minutes of stirring and turning only spots were browning.  Here I lost patience and put them in a microwave save bowl and zapped them for 30 seconds here and there as I did the rest of the work.

I started the mushroom gravy in the pot I was trying to brown them in.  I soon learned that if you do not make your gravy in a pot in which you properly cooked beef the gravy does not taste right.  When it was ready, I added the thawed meatballs to finish heating all the way up and made mashed potatoes.

I have nothing against using instant potatoes when I’m making very small batches of mashed.  Peeling, boiling, and mashing a single potato is to much work.  And it is convenient if you want to jazz them up while cooking them.  I like curried mashed potatoes so I got out the curry and added some to the potatoes.  In the back of my mind I suspected mushroom gravy over curried potatoes might not work out. 

I was right.  When it was all done, put together on my plate, I discovered another evil aspect of frozen meatballs.  They taste weird.  They have a mushy texture.  They have a ‘fake’ meat quality to them.

Dinner ended up a disaster of mushy meatballs, mushroom gravy that lacked richness and tasted like soup, and curry mashed potatoes that tasted really odd with mushroom taste on top.