More Adventures in Astounding Idiocy
Nov. 30th, 2006 09:07 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
jianantonicI actually got about six hours of sleep last night, unfortunately only in two hour bursts, but I'll take what I can get. I'm feeling a little more like myself today, though still tremendously sore. But yesterday, good lord, yesterday...it wasn't just brain fart after brain fart...it was like really unpleasant brain diarrhea. Sorry for that mental image.
Probably my proudest moment yesterday was at about 4 o'clock. I have to set the scene first. My desk is a large L with its arm on my right. I have a swivel chair, and on the back of that swivel chair I'd hung my jacket. My cell phone was in the right pocket of the jacket when it started to ring. Sitting in my chair, I heard the ringing off to my right, so I start to swivel to the right, thinking my phone is on my desk. But I don't see it there, and I keep hearing the ringing on my right, so I keep turning right. But that damn ringing is always one swivel ahead of me. I was like a dog chasing its tail. By the time I did finally figure out, duh, the phone is turning with me, I'd just missed the call. I'm really embarrassed to tell that story, but I feel it warrants telling.
Another fine pickle was when I tried to get ready for bed and change into PJ's. Problem number 1 - I'd started laundry and had no clean PJ's to change into. Oh well, don't care, naked is good. But I couldn't get naked. My arms were so effing sore that I couldn't bend them enough to get my bra off. After an hour of trying to maneuver out of it, I was finally able to get the straps off my shoulders and slide it down, but it took forever and it was so hard I was thisclose to asking my mother to help me.
At about 3am, I woke up and couldn't get back to sleep, so I called Ahren in Hawaii. He answered and we chatted for a while, but then I heard some commotion on his end. It was Kmart, pounding on the door and yelling at him "You have about 20 seconds to get out of the fucking bathroom before I piss in your suitcase!" I'm so glad that people are comfortable enough with me to talk on the phone while taking a shit. :-/
Six days:)
And Tracy Grammer tonight at 7! I hope some of my local friends will come out of their holes and come to that show, but I'm afraid I'm on my own. If you're coming, let me know:)
Peace.
Probably my proudest moment yesterday was at about 4 o'clock. I have to set the scene first. My desk is a large L with its arm on my right. I have a swivel chair, and on the back of that swivel chair I'd hung my jacket. My cell phone was in the right pocket of the jacket when it started to ring. Sitting in my chair, I heard the ringing off to my right, so I start to swivel to the right, thinking my phone is on my desk. But I don't see it there, and I keep hearing the ringing on my right, so I keep turning right. But that damn ringing is always one swivel ahead of me. I was like a dog chasing its tail. By the time I did finally figure out, duh, the phone is turning with me, I'd just missed the call. I'm really embarrassed to tell that story, but I feel it warrants telling.
Another fine pickle was when I tried to get ready for bed and change into PJ's. Problem number 1 - I'd started laundry and had no clean PJ's to change into. Oh well, don't care, naked is good. But I couldn't get naked. My arms were so effing sore that I couldn't bend them enough to get my bra off. After an hour of trying to maneuver out of it, I was finally able to get the straps off my shoulders and slide it down, but it took forever and it was so hard I was thisclose to asking my mother to help me.
At about 3am, I woke up and couldn't get back to sleep, so I called Ahren in Hawaii. He answered and we chatted for a while, but then I heard some commotion on his end. It was Kmart, pounding on the door and yelling at him "You have about 20 seconds to get out of the fucking bathroom before I piss in your suitcase!" I'm so glad that people are comfortable enough with me to talk on the phone while taking a shit. :-/
Six days:)
And Tracy Grammer tonight at 7! I hope some of my local friends will come out of their holes and come to that show, but I'm afraid I'm on my own. If you're coming, let me know:)
Peace.
