Friday, January 19, 2007
Buzzed
I woke up today with slight congestion in my chest and a bit of a cough. That is in addition to the ever present sinus congestion. So I took some medicine to releave the cough and decongestants. I don't think that they really offered up much relief on this one. I have a powerful buzz right now and am having a hard time focusing on anything. My sinus is still very congested which is the most annoying symptom I had. I am feeling so out of it that I think I am going to skip the game tonight and call the doctor and see about getting an appointment set up.
I just feeling like curling under the covers and going to sleep, but I am sitting here at my desk at work. My mind feels strange like it is not attached to me but rather an independant observer of the current happenings. It is a strange feeling, almost like that of an out of body experience, but one in which you are watching yourself continueing whatever task you were working on. My typing skills also seem to have improved somehow as I have just typed this whole sentence with my eyes closed. I had to go back and add the second letter to the two double letters as I only hit the key once. I was pretty sure that I had hit the letter twice, but you can't argue effectively with fact.
I just realized how wierd this train of thought must be to someone not buzzed out on over the counter medicines. I will probably end up reading this later and thinking what the heck was I thinking. It will probably get edited or just deleted later.
Microeconomics class was yesterday and the teacher seemed a little not quite hyper, but anxious? She talked rather fast in a burst type of delivery. It made it a little hard for me to focus, but that might have just been the fact that I was kind of tired and that I really nead to spend some wuality time with my matress. It looks like the first 6 chapters of the book are pretty much the same as Macroeconomics. In fact it seemed like the questions at the end of the chapter seemed awefully familiar to me.
Wow seem to be really talkative typing while under the effects of cold medication. Although trying to get me to actually talk would probably meet with much less enthusiastic results. The effort requires to respond verbally exceeds that of which I am prepared to muster in everyday activity. I seem to be using all sorts of wierd vocabulary that I normally would not use. I just can't tell if I am using the vocabulary correctly or not. But dang am I in a touch typist mode today.
I don't really have anything going on today, nothing new or interesting has happened so you might as well stop reading at this point as I just am going to ramble for the sake of being able to ramble. That reminds me of the Monk episode where the gold miner writes the library full of diarys that were filled with stupid entries like: My butt itches. or I am hungry. I have no idea where I was going with that line of thought. But speaking of tv I am looking forward to Heroes starting up again. Other than that I don't have any show that I am planning on watching regularily, which is good because I doubt that I will have the time to devote to really watching many shows regularily.
This must be what they want you to do in a creative writing class. My brother is taking one and they want him to fill an entire notebook with random though lines and quick short stories by the end of the semester. Most days I would have no idea where to start, but he plans on just using his ideas for a game he is starting up soon with my sister and some of her friends.
I just feeling like curling under the covers and going to sleep, but I am sitting here at my desk at work. My mind feels strange like it is not attached to me but rather an independant observer of the current happenings. It is a strange feeling, almost like that of an out of body experience, but one in which you are watching yourself continueing whatever task you were working on. My typing skills also seem to have improved somehow as I have just typed this whole sentence with my eyes closed. I had to go back and add the second letter to the two double letters as I only hit the key once. I was pretty sure that I had hit the letter twice, but you can't argue effectively with fact.
I just realized how wierd this train of thought must be to someone not buzzed out on over the counter medicines. I will probably end up reading this later and thinking what the heck was I thinking. It will probably get edited or just deleted later.
Microeconomics class was yesterday and the teacher seemed a little not quite hyper, but anxious? She talked rather fast in a burst type of delivery. It made it a little hard for me to focus, but that might have just been the fact that I was kind of tired and that I really nead to spend some wuality time with my matress. It looks like the first 6 chapters of the book are pretty much the same as Macroeconomics. In fact it seemed like the questions at the end of the chapter seemed awefully familiar to me.
Wow seem to be really talkative typing while under the effects of cold medication. Although trying to get me to actually talk would probably meet with much less enthusiastic results. The effort requires to respond verbally exceeds that of which I am prepared to muster in everyday activity. I seem to be using all sorts of wierd vocabulary that I normally would not use. I just can't tell if I am using the vocabulary correctly or not. But dang am I in a touch typist mode today.
I don't really have anything going on today, nothing new or interesting has happened so you might as well stop reading at this point as I just am going to ramble for the sake of being able to ramble. That reminds me of the Monk episode where the gold miner writes the library full of diarys that were filled with stupid entries like: My butt itches. or I am hungry. I have no idea where I was going with that line of thought. But speaking of tv I am looking forward to Heroes starting up again. Other than that I don't have any show that I am planning on watching regularily, which is good because I doubt that I will have the time to devote to really watching many shows regularily.
This must be what they want you to do in a creative writing class. My brother is taking one and they want him to fill an entire notebook with random though lines and quick short stories by the end of the semester. Most days I would have no idea where to start, but he plans on just using his ideas for a game he is starting up soon with my sister and some of her friends.