General disoriented rambling
So I'm having this weird insomnia problem. I fall asleep at a reasonable hour. Then I wake up at a totally inappropriate hour. Like say, 3:30 AM. This is messing up my life royal. On the days following these interrupted nights, I am something of a zombie. Not that I dislike being a zombie, but it's not that great for the career path.
Speaking of the career path--pretty well settled into Big Silver Building downtown with the Rhapsody crew. Things are crazy-busy, but it's kind of fun to be involved in what is essentially a start-up. Lots of pitfalls, but even more opportunities. Despite ongoing technical and server problems, things are cool. I thought I would go crazy moving from a closed-door office to an open office plan, but with a crew of just 118, it totally makes sense. It's really nice to just walk around a corner and ask somebody a question instead of trying to find him or her on a totally different floor on another side of the building. Not having privacy issues either. When I have to concentrate, I just put my bigass headphones on and blast music to drown everything else out.
The on-site health club is awe-inspiring. So far I've just used the weight machines and elliptical machines, but I'm hoping to get in some yoga classes. The best part: you can change, shower, and change back all inside the club. At Real, there was no place to change in the gym, and the shower was on the other side of the building. This involved a lot of walking through the halls all drippy and sweaty in your workout clothes. I don't particularly give a crap, but I know it made some people nervous and/or self-conscious. Not me honey, I'm proud of my guns! Heh!
Huge amounts of stress (not work related) are causing me to have strange physical reactions. The most recent is a total inability to eat wtihout extreme pain. I haven't eaten in about 72 hours. It doesn't seem to affect me in any adverse way, although everything appears a little sharper, more in focus. I'm not even really hungry. I get briefly hungry once in awhile, but by the time I make it to the kitchen, it's gone. I'm now considering this an experiment. I'm aiming for a solid week of fasting. It's not that big a deal, various religions fast for much longer. I'm just curious to see if I achieve another level of consciousness or something. On the upside, I'm not drinking. Drinking on a totally empty stomach = Dumbass Move.
I've been posting epic buttloads of movie reviews on Facebook. Are all y'all on Facebook, or should I post them here too? (I've decided that wasting my life watching movies is my true calling.)
Well, not really. I recently finished a nonfic book with my BFF Vikki. It's at the publisher's being reviewed, wish me luck!
Okay, I guess I should stfu now and try to go back to sleep. It won't work. Whine.
Speaking of the career path--pretty well settled into Big Silver Building downtown with the Rhapsody crew. Things are crazy-busy, but it's kind of fun to be involved in what is essentially a start-up. Lots of pitfalls, but even more opportunities. Despite ongoing technical and server problems, things are cool. I thought I would go crazy moving from a closed-door office to an open office plan, but with a crew of just 118, it totally makes sense. It's really nice to just walk around a corner and ask somebody a question instead of trying to find him or her on a totally different floor on another side of the building. Not having privacy issues either. When I have to concentrate, I just put my bigass headphones on and blast music to drown everything else out.
The on-site health club is awe-inspiring. So far I've just used the weight machines and elliptical machines, but I'm hoping to get in some yoga classes. The best part: you can change, shower, and change back all inside the club. At Real, there was no place to change in the gym, and the shower was on the other side of the building. This involved a lot of walking through the halls all drippy and sweaty in your workout clothes. I don't particularly give a crap, but I know it made some people nervous and/or self-conscious. Not me honey, I'm proud of my guns! Heh!
Huge amounts of stress (not work related) are causing me to have strange physical reactions. The most recent is a total inability to eat wtihout extreme pain. I haven't eaten in about 72 hours. It doesn't seem to affect me in any adverse way, although everything appears a little sharper, more in focus. I'm not even really hungry. I get briefly hungry once in awhile, but by the time I make it to the kitchen, it's gone. I'm now considering this an experiment. I'm aiming for a solid week of fasting. It's not that big a deal, various religions fast for much longer. I'm just curious to see if I achieve another level of consciousness or something. On the upside, I'm not drinking. Drinking on a totally empty stomach = Dumbass Move.
I've been posting epic buttloads of movie reviews on Facebook. Are all y'all on Facebook, or should I post them here too? (I've decided that wasting my life watching movies is my true calling.)
Well, not really. I recently finished a nonfic book with my BFF Vikki. It's at the publisher's being reviewed, wish me luck!
Okay, I guess I should stfu now and try to go back to sleep. It won't work. Whine.