Tag: tired

  1. I should really find something interesting to write about one of these days.

    02 March 2009

    My bronchitis appears to be almost gone. I've finished the antibiotic carpet bombing of my lungs, and as a result I'm only occasionally coughing up things that I'll not describe to you for decency's sake. The deep, hacking cough that makes bystanders wonder if I should be put in an isolation chamber hasn't reared its gravelly head in twenty-four hours or therabouts, so I should be in the clear. I'm still kind of worn out from the combination of drugs I'm on so I haven't had much of anything to write lately which hasn't consisted of either bitching about falling …

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  2. No time to write proper posts lately.

    21 January 2009

    It says something, I think, when someone spends most every day of the past week going to bed at 2100 local time and sleeping clear through until 0600. Plus a nap after coming home from work. An essay I've been working on has been at a low simmer for a few days now until I've got enough neurons online to turn it into a coherent whole. I've got pictures to post that I haven't gotten around to yet.

    Come to think of it, I've got two more disposable cameras that I haven't gotten developed yet.

    Oh, and the inauguration yesterday …

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  3. I'm supposed to be working, but it's time for an update.

    09 October 2008

    Another quick post to let everyone know that I'm not dead, just busy enough to not really get any sleep and tired enough that I'm having a hell of a time making sense.

    Those of you who are trying to figure out what in the hell I was trying to say, or why I was completely missing the obvious in comments should know that taking time to think is a luxury I don't have right now, and to that end I should probably just stop trying for the time being. Those of you who know what I'm like when over-tired …

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  4. The Pixies almost had it right.

    12 September 2007

    Yesterday wasn't so much a wave of mutilation as it was a stormfront of WTF sweeping across the land. While I can't really put my finger on any one trigger event that caused yesterday to go west in a serious way, I can outline more or less what happened. First off, the hard drive in my workstation at the office decided to pack it in while I was working on something, which turned the rest of the day into a mad dash to find a new drive and rescue everything that I could. Finding a replacement drive took somewhere around …

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  5. Funeral's over, and I'm back in DC.

    29 July 2007

    I don't have a lot of time right now, so I'll give everyone the highlights:

    Lyssa and I got back from Pennsylvania around 0000 EST5EDT this morning. Grandma Pat's funeral went smoothly, the wake was small (as wakes go) and reasonably uneventful. I wound up sleeping through most of it because I was still dead tired from driving all Friday night up to Pennsylvania after work, got up early to get ready and dressed, and attend the memorial service. We left around 1845 EST5EDT on Saturday night and, after driving through one of the nastiest rainstorms to hit the tri-state …

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  6. What a day. I'm going back to bed as soon as I can.

    27 March 2007

    Because Bladeless Axe was in town for Shmoocon this weekend just past, we gave it our best shot to hang out while she was around here, which wound up in a couple of near misses culminating in Lyssa and I spending the evening hanging out with her last night until rather later than any of us had hoped. To the tune of finally going to bed at 0200 EST5EDT today because we went out for rather a late dinner...

    I'm getting old. I can't get by on four hours of sleep anymore. My ass, and most of the rest of …

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  7. Weekend? There was a weekend and nobody told me?

    12 March 2007

    It wasn't really like that, but it's my attempt at a silly subject line for today.

    Despite the large amounts of antibiotics and analgesics running through my biosystems in the past week or so, somehow I managed to get kicked between wind and water by the first cold of the season. Waking up with a sore throat and burning sinus drainage should have been my first clue, but it didn't actually sink in until yesterday afternoon, when my nose started running. But now I have to back things up a little bit.. On Saturday Lyssa and I took the day …

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