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The past few days have been kicking my ass hard. In addition to the computer problems (which should be resolved in the next few days), there are weather problems. Cold is by far the most noticable of bads for the FMS, because muscles tighten up and pain levels elevate. Hot and humid, though, can come in a close second; especially in the city. All of the polutants get pulled into the air by the heat, and then trapped there by the humidity, just waiting for me to breathe them. And even though I haven't had the windows or doors open, my apartment tends to be drafty.
Yesterday, it was in the mid 80s with high humidity. Today, it is supposed to get up to the low 90s with even higher humidity. I woke up to the sound of the industrial lawn-mower used on the grounds, here.
Normally, I can touch-type with only one or two errors a paragraph, at a good speed. Right now, it's taking me three or four corrections and 30-40 seconds a sentence. My concentration is shot to hell. My sleep pattern is way off. Is very much not of the good.
The upshot of all of this to y'all is that I've barely been checking LJ (or anything else online), and have barely been commenting when I do check. I have a lot of things marked to comment on later, and I'll probably get to most of them, but for the most part, I want to reply when it doesn't feel like I have a six-cylinder brain that's only firing on three cylinders.
In short, I love y'all; I'm still here, sort of; I'm spending most of my not-work time off in a corner with a book, and not at the computer.
Yesterday, it was in the mid 80s with high humidity. Today, it is supposed to get up to the low 90s with even higher humidity. I woke up to the sound of the industrial lawn-mower used on the grounds, here.
Normally, I can touch-type with only one or two errors a paragraph, at a good speed. Right now, it's taking me three or four corrections and 30-40 seconds a sentence. My concentration is shot to hell. My sleep pattern is way off. Is very much not of the good.
The upshot of all of this to y'all is that I've barely been checking LJ (or anything else online), and have barely been commenting when I do check. I have a lot of things marked to comment on later, and I'll probably get to most of them, but for the most part, I want to reply when it doesn't feel like I have a six-cylinder brain that's only firing on three cylinders.
In short, I love y'all; I'm still here, sort of; I'm spending most of my not-work time off in a corner with a book, and not at the computer.