a typical pattern
yesterday and the day before I had a lot of energy and I did a lot of things. In fact, when I have a lot of energy I always push myself to extremes. Inevitably, the next day I feel splat! I try to temper my enthusiasm but to no avail. When I have energy, ideas spring out of nowhere and it seems like such a shame to not put them to use.
today was the comedown day. First off, I woke up extra late. Then I read some stuff about type design and then I hung out with Ioana. Monday was her birthday but, being extremely energetic, I was over my head in my stuff and I missed hanging out with her. Yesterday she was out all day and so today our schedules finally matched and we got to hang out (this was the only good part of the day).
finally, I went about my business but everything was wrong. First off, I had the displeasure of checking my bank account. Then I ran into one of my fave teachers from college who had no idea who I was. At the time I found this rather amusing but it could be saddening, in certain circumstances. I liked her so much when I took her classes, though, and she obviously liked me back, than I can't fault her for a wonky memory. Then I had to tell off some obnoxious people who were being so loud I couldn't hear my thoughts EVEN with headphones on (that doesn't sound right, hehe). Then OIT had a poor selection of threads. Then...then...then. I still felt tired. I had no energy to work.
next step, I got pissy about some trivial matters that I only get pissy about when everything else around me is already annoying.
today was the comedown day. First off, I woke up extra late. Then I read some stuff about type design and then I hung out with Ioana. Monday was her birthday but, being extremely energetic, I was over my head in my stuff and I missed hanging out with her. Yesterday she was out all day and so today our schedules finally matched and we got to hang out (this was the only good part of the day).
finally, I went about my business but everything was wrong. First off, I had the displeasure of checking my bank account. Then I ran into one of my fave teachers from college who had no idea who I was. At the time I found this rather amusing but it could be saddening, in certain circumstances. I liked her so much when I took her classes, though, and she obviously liked me back, than I can't fault her for a wonky memory. Then I had to tell off some obnoxious people who were being so loud I couldn't hear my thoughts EVEN with headphones on (that doesn't sound right, hehe). Then OIT had a poor selection of threads. Then...then...then. I still felt tired. I had no energy to work.
next step, I got pissy about some trivial matters that I only get pissy about when everything else around me is already annoying.