All of the activity I've had the last little while is catching up with me. My sleep is still off because I keep crashing at odd (for me) hours, then getting back up at even odder (again, for me) hours. I'll take it, though. I'd rather feel extra out of it because I did something and had a little fun than the usual feeling like crap just because. It has caused me to be a little less diligent keeping this blog up to date, though. I was hoping to cheat a bit and make an extra entry last time by posting the SSI ruling, but then it took me a couple hours to finish it after finding some OCR mistakes and adding my response to the nonsense that the judge wrote. But you're not rid of me yet.... ;)
On top of the usual stuff, and the sleep craziness, I've been extra congested. I hate not being able to breathe out of my nose (not that anyone enjoys it). I've gone on sneezing fits, too, which is rare for me, and my nose keeps bleeding. The extra low humidity recently didn't help. I'm glad it rained today. But the overall changing of weather seems to be getting to me. Or it's just one of those things that happens. The breathing difficulties make the wooziness worse because I'm already lightheaded, then get moreso when I have to work harder to inhale. It's hard to get comfortable to sleep and harder to stay in a position that suits me. Ugh...and so it goes.
I've still gotten out of the house, though. I had (psych) therapy on Thursday. I like how that's going. My therapist is a good guy and a Notre Dame fan, which doesn't hurt. It's nice to feel validated about how I interpret my situation. He gets me to think about things, too, that I may not otherwise want to or maybe just wouldn't have had them come to mind. My step-dad dropped me off, but I had to take the bus back home. Of course, it was late. I hate just standing around waiting. Indy needs to do better with public transportation, but that's not going to happen for awhile, it seems. We'll be lucky if IndyGo (the bus system) doesn't cut back (more) services.
I was up early because of one of my crash naps, and should have gone back to bed for at least a few hours before heading to therapy, but didn't. I started crashing again in the waiting room. Then, after, I had to cook for myself (not complaining about that, btw), and I was hungry, so I couldn't really nap. I saw a friend tweet about a promotion by Scotty's Brewhouse to win tickets to see The Social Network. I copied/pasted his posts (as part of the contest) before I even knew what the deal was and ended up winning (as did a couple hundred people, including my friend). The show was at midnight on Thursday and I was afraid I maybe wouldn't make it. I felt a little better after I ate, then took a quick cat nap while I waited to hear that my friend was on her way to pick me up. That helped, and I was refreshed enough to go, though I was still tired.
The theatre was way up in Noblesville, but it was an easy drive. Having no traffic helped. They showed a silly spoof trailer with people from the restaurant and some local personalities before the movie. I enjoyed it. The movie, itself, was pretty good, too. It was funnier than I expected it to be, but maybe a little less accurate than I anticipated. It's not a documentary, though, and it was entertaining. For those less in the loop about how Facebook was formed and grew, they might think things happened just as they did in the movie, which is maybe a little unfortunate. I don't get the sense that Mark Zuckerberg is that emotionless or friendless in real life. He came off as almost autistic in the movie. It was a good time, though, getting out of the house, hanging with a friend, and catching a flick (for free).
I got home and crashed not long after. There were some fights on, both Bellator and the WEC, but I had to miss them because of the movie. Bellator was delayed until the weekend locally, anyway, because of baseball. So I stayed away from Twitter and sports sites until I could watch the fights on Friday. The WEC card was very entertaining. I enjoyed the action quite a bit. Jose Aldo is ridiculous. The Bellator card was less exciting, but I had a good time watching.
I met a friend downtown Friday afternoon. We became acquainted online a little while ago and this was the first time saw each other in person. She just moved to Indy. It was nice out, and we had a good chat over some tea and then lunch. She's had her own health issues, so we could relate to each other on that level. We talked a bit about what's going on that way, but didn't dwell on it too much because we both know how much of a drag that can be (and not that I mind talking about it with people who care--it's just not the most fun thing in the world to do). We talked about Indy and what it has to offer, and about how she's settling in and all that. I had a good time and it'll be cool to hang out again soon. I hope I'm a good guide to the city.
I napped for a couple hours after I got home and caught up on Twitter and all that, getting up to eat the pizza that we ordered. Then I worked on the SSI post, which was only supposed to take a few minutes. It's ridiculous how long it took me to get it formatted, but I it worked out. I chatted a bit once that was done, then my eyes started to bug me. Part of it is from being out in the bright sun for awhile, some from the reading/writing of the blog post, a bit from the lack of sleep, and, too, from the cooler, dryer weather. I had to cut the chatting short and went to bed. Again, I planned on just sleeping a couple hours, then getting up to shower and all that before going to bed for good. But that didn't work out and I've been up since 9AM or so. I wanted to eat and shower and then go back to bed for awhile, but then I got too woozy to shower, then wasn't tired, then got into catching up on TV that I'd missed. And now, here I am, writing this as I wait for the ND/BC game to start.
It's been a crazy couple weeks with doctor appointments, the UFC, being a little sick, and hanging with friends. The discomfort is worth it, though. I never really feel good, anyway, and if I feel a little extra bad, it's much easier to take after having had a little fun. For anyone thinking, "Well, why can't he work, then?" it's not the same thing. While it's been a lot for me, it's still only been a few hours spread out over a few days, and I wasn't doing anything productive. I almost passed out at the UFC Pre Fight Press Conference last week and I came close to not being able to make it to the movie or to meet my friend on Friday. And, for the most part, I was just sitting around, talking. But I still enjoyed it.
GO IRISH! BEAT EAGLES!
-B
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