Payback

I still can't shake that ominous feeling, and it's really starting to become disturbing. I've got several trips coming up, and it's not a good thing to go into the wonderful world of travel in this state of mind. After all, I think I've got quite a few turbo-props in my itinerary this week. Those don't usually strike me as the safest planes out there. Maybe the sleep deprivation is really catching up with me from the last couple of decades. After all, I have gotten away with functioning during weekdays on minimal sleep for the last fifteen to twenty years, and I think it's probably payback time. I did go to Knott's Berry Farm today, and got on a few roller coasters, despite my better judgement. I got my banking done, and sent out several bills and assorted business letters. I've still got quite a bit to do before my trip tomorrow, but I thought I'd give you, my gentle readers -- all three of you -- an update of my life. See ya.

Night Terrors

For the last few days, I've been having some weird nightmares. I don't usually let night terrors overwhelm me, but this time, it feels kind of real. No, I haven't gone off the deep end. It's the sleep deprivation, or disruption of sleep associated with the waking-up-in-terror part that I'm having a problem with. For the last few nights, I've been getting killed in some sort of weird James Bond fantasy. Ok, I have some weird dreams, and I've probably been watching Goldeneye or Die Another Day way too many times. I've got to lay off the action movies for a while. Still, I just can't shake this ominous feeling for some reason. I could really use a good night's sleep -- soon! See ya.

Worlds To Conquer

I've been playing Sim City 4 a lot lately. There's something about this game that just makes you want to stay up until strange hours of the morning and continue playing. The problem is that there is no end to this game -- you just keep building and building. It's kind of like the Winchester Mystery House. The game doesn't end until either the computer or I gives up and dies. I kind of like things that have these strange infinte loops. I can't explain it. I think I need to get a life. I've probably said that a few too many times. Anyhow, I hope all my readers -- all two or three of you -- have had a great Thanksgiving. See ya.

Follow The Closures

Today was a day of closure. No, nothing in my life was brought to closure. I should say that I was chasing the closures today. I got up a little late today, which for me, means after 3pm. I managed to have a quick dinner with my friend Jon, when we decided to go to Fry's Electronics so I could get some more geek stuff to play with. Well, we went to the Anaheim location, and we missed them by a half hour or so. Since when do they close at 7pm? Anyhow, we went to the one in Fountain Valley after that, and they also closed at 7pm. What's going on? Oh well. I was going to the grocery store after that, but Ralphs changed their hours due to the strike, and all of them close at 10pm. I, of course, arrived at 10:04pm, as they were locking the doors. Maybe I shouldn't hibernate on weekends. See ya.

Fun And Games

In the past couple of years, I really haven't allowed myself to have much fun. I'm not usually the type to mix business with pleasure. However, this time, on a quick trip to New Orleans, I had a great time at dinner and walking around the town. I guess you have to stop and smell the proverbial roses every now and then, even when the smell is not that great (especially in the French Quarter of New Orleans). A lot of weird stuff always happens on the road, but none stranger than this week. We were staying next door to the Harrah's, and were able to contribute to the economy. I actually had a good time. Now that's one for the books. There was an interesting article on MSN that really matched my mood for the last year or so. It's time for me to leave. Anyone need a slightly burnt out tech sales-type? Have laptop, will travel. Really. The job search continues. See ya.

Back From The Dead

Hey, everyone! I'm back, and there's no stopping me now. Reports of my death were greatly exaggerated. I'm back on solid food as of yesterday, when Jon called and decided that he wanted to go to lunch. It was kind of iffy for me, since I hadn't eaten in a while, but I went anyway. So Jon, Lulu, and I had some lunch at the local Sizzler. After that, I got distracted with paperwork and other stuff, and reminded myself that I had to get a new SmartMedia card and some other stuff. So, naturally, I had to make a quick trip to Fry's Electronics. (Now, that's the ultimate oxymoron.) A couple hundred dollars later, I came home to attempt to get some work done. It never happened, but then again, everyone thinks I'm dead anyway, so what's the difference? Ha! See ya.

My First Sick Day

I just took a sick day for the first time in almost a decade. What did I do during this time? I actually caught up on some work. Sad, isn't it? You see, last night I think I got some food poisoning or something, so I was up all night waiting for someone to put me out of my misery. I'll spare you the details of the projectile vomiting and other symptoms, but suffice it to say, I was not going to be able to get on that airplane today. I went to the doctor today, and he seems to think it's one of those 24-hour virus infections from something I ate. Hey, at least I lost 10 pounds overnight. Not the best way to do that, I suppose, but it was effective. Anyhow, I'm taking another sick day tomorrow, too. I'm still not feeling very well. Hopefully, I'll get back to normal by Friday. See ya.

Just Another Saturday

It's been a rather uneventful day. I decided to go into hibernation last night, and got up at 3pm, which was really, really nice. I haven't done that in a long time. However, as soon as I got up, I had to go to do the usual Saturday stuff -- you know, dry cleaning and mail. I picked up a newspaper at a 7-Eleven, and the new owner is my former mechanic. Then, I went to get a haircut, and the lady who cut my hair seemed to know a lot about me. I guess I must have stopped by that Supercuts before. I just can't remember. It was one of those strange days where I seemed to be catching up with some of the people from my past. Then , I just had to catch up on a lot of nonsensical paperwork. I've grown accustomed to having that paycheck, so I needed to finish up a bunch of expenses today. Ok, so maybe my life really isn't all that exciting while I'm on the ground. I've still got a lot more filing to do before I take off again tomorrow, so I guess I'd better sign off for now. See ya.

Modern Classics Of Our Time

I've resumed my massive scanner project. The goal of this weekend is to spend a lot of time filing, some light accounting work, and the start of the massive clean-up of my files. I bought a shredder to take care of some of the documents from the eighties. I'm actually still stuck in 1978 or so, which really was not one of those eras that I remember very clearly. Hey, after all, I was only eight years old. My time was really the eighties. As the ultimate Star Trek cliffhanger episode, The Best of Both Worlds, is playing on the television in the background, I'm working on cleaning out my bookshelves. I noticed some of my old Calvin and Hobbes and Bloom County books on the shelf. These are the true classics of our time. Back to work for me. Maybe I'll hit 1979 soon. See ya.

Perchance To Dream

I've often wondered when my sleep patterns would catch up with me. After all, zipping around the country is not the best way to make a living. Well, it's not a very good living anyway. I took a quick nap on one of the planes on the way back, but that just wasn't enough. You see, you can never catch up. I've found that it is impossible. Kind of like attempting to lick your elbow. It just can't happen. I've been hopping time zones so much that I just don't seem to have a consistent sleep pattern any more. There's only one thing that is consistent -- I've never really been a morning person, even when I was really young. I was also never the type to completely stay awake all night on a regular basis either. I've found, as I've started to get a little older, that it's not always possible to control some of this stuff. Maybe zipping around the country is truly a game for the young, don't you think? I've only been doing it for a little less than a decade now, and I'm certainly ready for retirement. Now, I could use some sleep, time zones notwithstanding. By the way, how many of you tried to lick your elbow? Admit it. I know you did. Ha! Okay, I'm delirious now. See ya.

A Day In The Life

It's been a relatively uneventful day. I had lunch with my friend Jon, and after that I got a car wash today at the local Shell station to get the thick layer of ash off my car. Also, I picked up my dry cleaning, and added some mood indicators to both of my websites. I've actually got a lot of work to do, but it's Saturday, and I really don't want to break my Saturday rule. I'm trying really, really hard not to do any office work on Saturday, so I have a few more minutes until midnight. I had this really long blog entry for all of my readers today -- all two or three of you. However, it was so long and angst-ridden that I'm sure it would be considered a real downer, so I decided to just tell you about my day today. Wasn't that fun? I guess not. Oh, well. See ya.