So yeah...
I had one of those "please, I don't want to get out of bed" moments this morning, so I got up very late. Despite this, I still managed to phone up the web hosting company I got my domain from and ask them about IMAP servers to host my parent's email. I also returned a library book. Deadline for both was 5pm. Definite win.
I'm not feeling particularly great. I think I've emotionally overloaded. A great time being me with friends will do that eventually and then adding the shock of coming home doesn't help.
Anyway, I've stayed up all night because I woke up late, but also because going to sleep would mean lying in bed and facing all those horrible overloaded emotions all at once and if I'm going to toss and turn all night, at least I can do something useful and then collapse of exhaustion at the end. Exhaustion doesn't require mental equilibrium for sleep to happen. And maybe it'll spread the emotional load out so I can cope with it.
Anyway, I managed to create a new account for my parents' email and domain with the web hosting company, read up on what I need to do to move the domain and get very confused because the domain is suspended but extant, and I'm not sure our previous hosting company still exists. I hope that the web hosting company will sort the mess out without me having to do anything, but I may have some serious phoning/emailing people to do.
I also played Samba de Amigo for the first time on the Wii. We bought the Wii off Amazon, and they allowed us to get one game free with the Wii, from a certain list. The list, unfortunately, was all the games they couldn't sell and nothing looked particularly inviting on it, so I chose Samba de Amigo being as it is, more or less, DDR for the Wii Remote, and therefore there was a slight probability that it might be a bit fun.
The game is pure neurological RSI on speed, but, oh, so much fun. You shake the Wii Remote to the beat of Samba music, and its the shaking that is very bad for RSI, but the music is so stonking and it's nearly possible to forget that you're playing a game and dance like crazy while waving the Remote around, especially with ace tracks like Samba de Janeiro, Bailamos and a samba'd versions of Tubthumping and Take on Me. I hesitate to think what passers-by made of my capering through the living-room windows, so I closed the blinds.
As far as I can tell, I spent half the night just listening to Viva La Vida by Coldplay over and over again and riding a very strange mood inspired by the music, mainly pacing back and forth in the living room. The mood was something like taking my entire logical/rational mind off-line and existing completely in the now with this amazing sense of calm and well-being. It's certainly a wonderful feeling, but it's also a bit scary, because I feel such a sense of calmness and well-being that even imminent death wouldn't be able to make me feel anxious, and I'm not sure humans are meant to face such danger with that much calm. It's also scary because that part of my brain is responsible for filtering what people tell me and what I sat back to people. Which is why I suppose the middle of the night is a good time to go into it. It is, however, a really good mindstate for sorting out emotional overload and repression, which is why I end up in it.
I'm not feeling particularly great. I think I've emotionally overloaded. A great time being me with friends will do that eventually and then adding the shock of coming home doesn't help.
Anyway, I've stayed up all night because I woke up late, but also because going to sleep would mean lying in bed and facing all those horrible overloaded emotions all at once and if I'm going to toss and turn all night, at least I can do something useful and then collapse of exhaustion at the end. Exhaustion doesn't require mental equilibrium for sleep to happen. And maybe it'll spread the emotional load out so I can cope with it.
Anyway, I managed to create a new account for my parents' email and domain with the web hosting company, read up on what I need to do to move the domain and get very confused because the domain is suspended but extant, and I'm not sure our previous hosting company still exists. I hope that the web hosting company will sort the mess out without me having to do anything, but I may have some serious phoning/emailing people to do.
I also played Samba de Amigo for the first time on the Wii. We bought the Wii off Amazon, and they allowed us to get one game free with the Wii, from a certain list. The list, unfortunately, was all the games they couldn't sell and nothing looked particularly inviting on it, so I chose Samba de Amigo being as it is, more or less, DDR for the Wii Remote, and therefore there was a slight probability that it might be a bit fun.
The game is pure neurological RSI on speed, but, oh, so much fun. You shake the Wii Remote to the beat of Samba music, and its the shaking that is very bad for RSI, but the music is so stonking and it's nearly possible to forget that you're playing a game and dance like crazy while waving the Remote around, especially with ace tracks like Samba de Janeiro, Bailamos and a samba'd versions of Tubthumping and Take on Me. I hesitate to think what passers-by made of my capering through the living-room windows, so I closed the blinds.
As far as I can tell, I spent half the night just listening to Viva La Vida by Coldplay over and over again and riding a very strange mood inspired by the music, mainly pacing back and forth in the living room. The mood was something like taking my entire logical/rational mind off-line and existing completely in the now with this amazing sense of calm and well-being. It's certainly a wonderful feeling, but it's also a bit scary, because I feel such a sense of calmness and well-being that even imminent death wouldn't be able to make me feel anxious, and I'm not sure humans are meant to face such danger with that much calm. It's also scary because that part of my brain is responsible for filtering what people tell me and what I sat back to people. Which is why I suppose the middle of the night is a good time to go into it. It is, however, a really good mindstate for sorting out emotional overload and repression, which is why I end up in it.