Archive for September, 2008

Exhaustion

Is there such a thing as permanent exhaustion? If there is, I think I have it; if there isn’t, I think it may be a new disorder. I can be the first clinical trial or something. 

Anyways, no matter how much sleep I get, I am still tired.  I could sleep 10 hours, then take a nap, then go to bed at a normal time and sleep another 10 hours, and still feel exhausted.  Which has happened, by the way.  Apparently I don’t sleep very well, or maybe I need to go to bed even earlier than I have been. I don’t always go to bed when I should. That could be part of the problem. Actually, that could be a large part of the problem.

Regardless, I don’t know what my problem is. My work days can sometimes be stressful, but I can usually leave it at work, unless it’s just been an extremely irritating day (which happens). I don’t really do too much outside of work – I spend some time with my core group and my friends and I hang out at home. My life is not really that eventful.  But it’s come to the point where I practically have to start an IV drip of caffeine in my veins just to make it through the day. I know that’s definitely not healthy. 

I have had more emotions running rampant than normal – lots of things going on in my life – and I think that has worn me down more than usual. Maybe it’s a combination of emotional, mental, and physical stress, plus working long hours, plus… whatever. Bad nutrition? Not enough sleep, really? I don’t know. But I need to figure it out and remedy it soon, because it’s having a bad effect on me, and I don’t like it. Not one bit.

Really, I’m not obsessed. It just sounds that way.

I got “Pushing Daisies” in the mail yesterday. And it made me so incredibly happy, you have no idea. I had such a crappy day, and then, there was mail waiting for me. And not just any mail – a package. And not just any package, the DVD set I’ve been waiting for!  I watched the pilot (or Pie-lette) before bed, and fell asleep smiling.

If you haven’t seen it yet, go get it. Rent it, buy it, borrow it – do NOT steal it – and you will NOT regret it.

It’s kind of like my life

This blog has no point, I’ve come to realize. I guess it serves as my outlet for when everyone I know is tired of hearing me talk about whatever it is I talk too much about.

But really, blogging experts (not sure what those qualifications are) say a blog should have a definitive focus.  A niche, somehow, that makes you unique and original.  

The problem is, everyone and their mom took that advice. You would be hard-pressed to find a niche now, unless your specialty is underwater basket-weaving. And there’s probably a blog for that. Oh look, here it is!

So, much like my life, this blog has no focus, direction, or point.  You know how you think one part of your life is going a certain way? And then it takes a 180, crashes, and burns spectacularly?  Yeah, that tends to happen to me – I think something could end up one way, and it ends up completely different.  That’s sort of what happened with the blog, too.

I don’t even remember why I started it. I think I had a direction at one point, or at least the idea for one.  It kind of evolved into just whatever I wanted to talk about when I didn’t have anyone to talk to at the moment.  

I guess that could be my niche…. a narcissistic blog with a little bit of whimsy and randomness for flavor. I love it. Because there’s none of those out there at all.  Oh well. If you’ve read this far, apparently you don’t seem to mind.

I’m freaking out a little bit

Amazon.com told me last night that they shipped the first season of “Pushing Daisies” and that it should be arriving on Wednesday.  That was probably one of the best ways my weekend could have ended. I actually did think of a better way, but it didn’t happen, but that’s another story.  So I settled for knowing my DVD will be here in two days.  

Also, I got my family hooked on “Arrested Development” last night.  Pretty much I have fantastic taste in TV, and they are all grateful for it. But seriously, the Bluth family makes mine look tame by comparison.  It’s great, I love it.

I watch way too much TV. It can’t be good for my health. Or my brain cells.

Movie Review: Son of Rambow

I just watched this movie tonight, and it was really good! I was actually kind of surprised – I had heard really good reviews about it, but I didn’t really know much about it. So when it came via Netflix the other day, I was really excited to get a chance to form my own opinion.

It’s about a young boy in England named Will, who is part of a super strict religion – no TV, prayer meetings that go on for days, etc.  He meets a young rogue at his school, Lee Carter, who exercises his influence over the poor impressionable Will and introduces him to John Rambo in First Blood.  Imaginative Will decides to write a movie script about Rambo’s son, who has to rescue Rambo from his evil captors.  Amusement ensues as eventually the whole sixth form wants to participate, but so does a little bit of tragedy.  

I love British humor, so I thought it was hilarious. It’s completely random, and also really, really sweet – it’s about families, and how friendships can form between the most unusual people. It is even, dare I say, whimsical in some places! Particularly the flying dog… Basically, it’s my type of movie. Slightly bizarre, but with a wonderful, heart-warming message. And did I mention it was set in the 80s? Even better.

If this sounds even remotely interesting to you, you should definitely see it.  I don’t think you’ll regret it.

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