A disappointing weekend.
Aug. 25th, 2002 11:42 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
weaselmomI feel frustrated and edgy. I tanked my own weekend. Saturday morning I got up at 8:30 after just a few hours of sleep to go to the Half Price Books warehouse sale in Greenwood. We met up with PMB and went to the sale together. I naively expected the "warehouse" to be neatly organized and capacious. I would amble in and go straight to the nature section and then to the Patrick O'Brian books. Ha, she laughed, bitterly. Instead, the big room was packed full of people and virtually random piles and boxes of books. Buyers were jamming books into cardboard boxes at random, apparently. I'm pleased that PMB and S managed to find a small amount of books they didn't mind shelling out a few bucks for. Me, I had to leave the room and go outside, shaking and sweating from claustrophobia. I cannot abide being hemmed in and touched by strangers.
Afterward the four of us went to the B'way Grill for lunch. Still reeling from the sale, I inadvisedly decided to have the brunch buffet. I ate way too much rich, weird food and was sick as a dog for the rest of the day. That killed Saturday.
Sunday I was supposed to get up and go watch S fight in his clan's heavy tournament. Unfortunately, I was up until 4:30 a.m. unable to sleep until I took an antihistamine to quell the itchy-twitchies. I didn't regain consciousness until 2:30 in the afternoon, far too late to go watch S fight. (He came in third, which is excellent for a guy who just picked up stick and board very recently.) I spent the rest of the day finishing Lord of Emperors* while S watched six hours of anime.**
Now it's midnight, and the only way I'm going to get any sleep at all is to take yet another antihistamine and force myself asleep. I hate this, this wrestling with sleep EVERY. DAMN. DAY. OF. MY. LIFE. If I could magically change anything about myself, I would wish to sleep like a normal person.
Tomorrow I have to finish up and send off a job application that has to be postmarked Monday. I could work on it now, but, well, I'm not.
*Note to interested readers: LoE is a thousand times better than Sailing to Sarantium, but you need to read the latter or it won't make any sense.
**Are we such geeks? I am not happy about this, not at all.
Afterward the four of us went to the B'way Grill for lunch. Still reeling from the sale, I inadvisedly decided to have the brunch buffet. I ate way too much rich, weird food and was sick as a dog for the rest of the day. That killed Saturday.
Sunday I was supposed to get up and go watch S fight in his clan's heavy tournament. Unfortunately, I was up until 4:30 a.m. unable to sleep until I took an antihistamine to quell the itchy-twitchies. I didn't regain consciousness until 2:30 in the afternoon, far too late to go watch S fight. (He came in third, which is excellent for a guy who just picked up stick and board very recently.) I spent the rest of the day finishing Lord of Emperors* while S watched six hours of anime.**
Now it's midnight, and the only way I'm going to get any sleep at all is to take yet another antihistamine and force myself asleep. I hate this, this wrestling with sleep EVERY. DAMN. DAY. OF. MY. LIFE. If I could magically change anything about myself, I would wish to sleep like a normal person.
Tomorrow I have to finish up and send off a job application that has to be postmarked Monday. I could work on it now, but, well, I'm not.
*Note to interested readers: LoE is a thousand times better than Sailing to Sarantium, but you need to read the latter or it won't make any sense.
**Are we such geeks? I am not happy about this, not at all.
