New Friend and Other Things
Since I don’t have many friends I have to make them. O Boy is the latest friend I’ve made. He will hold an extremely important position around here: Minister of Typography. The body is recycled from the Halloween contest at work where we made a small pumpkin into something (I received the creepiest award of course). Yup, when it’s 4 AM and I can’t sleep, I make little friends.
I just noticed today that my hands no longer shake. In fact, they haven’t for months, I just didn’t notice. For a year or so my hands shook badly. I think some people thought I was on speed. Most people thought I drank too much coffee. I was worried it was the beginnings of some horrible disease, so I ignored it as I usually do when something is wrong with me and hoped it would just go away. I had a theory that it was from the nerve blocks I received before the surgeries on my shoulder. I’m pretty sure that was it because parts on the right side of my body no longer go numb and I’ve regained feeling of my right ear.
Today was my first day back to work from a lovely four-day weekend of total slack. Seriously, I did nothing at all and it was great. After many weeks of very late nights and early mornings, I needed a break from everything. I found out that Monday is Memorial Day and I have the day off. Two short weeks in a row is a nice change.
I rejoined Netflix again (I think this is my fifth time in as many years). I’ve been filling up my queue with art documentaries and Alfred Hitchcock films (I’ve seen two-thirds of his films so far). I’m such an art and Hitchcock nerd… wait… I’m just a nerd.
I’m trying this new thing where I eat better (in my case that means eating more), get a good night of sleep, and make other health related improvements. It’s either that or I’ll sleep permanently and critters will eat me sooner than they should. I’m doing it because I want to and not because someone is telling me or giving me not-so-subtle hints to do it. Besides, I’ve tempted death so many times that I may be out of chances. I’m smart in some ways, but in other ways I’m so very fucking stupid (a few know that all too well).
I don’t think I had a point to any of this. These are just random bits I typed while doing other things.