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Please note that the title of this post is not, “why the hell am I still up?”

I got to bed a little before Midnight. I woke up and the clock said 4:35. I desperately tried to do the mental mathematics that explained that I’d been asleep an hour longer than I thought I had. But in truth.. I’d gotten about 5 hrs of sleep. This is less than usual… but not by much.

I’ve been sleeping fitfully of late. But it seemed like I might be able to get back to sleep. Nope. I was wide awake. Perhaps that hard cider before bed was not a good plan. Got dressed… meandered out to type a post. I figured it might be pithy.

The living room is beginning to almost take shape. Added some lamps today. There is no unnatural light in the room which is awesome by day (kinda) but a killer in the evening. (Fortunately, we don’t get much evening during this time of the year in this portion of the world)

I’ve run out of words. I’m awake but not really. Maybe I can bore myself back to sleep.

Happy 14th month, aiden_freeman

See also:
http://www.apolo.net/media/Aiden14mo.mov

A DST Story

Many, many, many years ago…

I was a professional DJ. I’d say I paid my way thru college but to be honest… we’re talking minimum wage and part time hours.

It was enjoyable. I pulled several stunts. One favourite got me temporarily fired by the Station Manager. Now to be honest… this pr*#k was looking for any reason to fire me… because he was sleeping with a 20 yr old girl that he wanted to give my job to. None-the-less this was a temporary firing because I had the Asst. SM’s permission while the SM was out of town.

It was DST overnight. My 7 hour shift. Midnight – 6 am. I took requests from midnight to 2am. Any request we’d not only play… but when the clocks turned at 2:59 to 2:00 am … we’d play the whole hour again. Breaking only for updates in news and weather. Which overnight… really only changed insofar as the temperature.

So I played an hour of requests… recording my hour… and after an hour… I played it back. The listeners were amused. The Station Manager… not so much. He demanded that the ASM fire me. The ASM told him that he’d blessed the stunt and wasn’t about to fire me.

A few months later the bas&%#d would frame me for theft and I’d be quietly released. Four months later he tried the stunt on another DJ and got caught. I got my job back with a raise at the cost of his… (and promising not to sue)… but by then.. the light of Top-40 professional radio… just didn’t burn as brightly.

I am reminded of this.. partially because dear faerievixen2 wished me a happy DST tonight. (REMEMBER… NOT ALL YOUR CLOCKS HAVE COMPUTERS THAT UNDERSTAND THE NEW DATES!!!!)

But also because I’ve managed to unpack something that I didn’t unpack in Sno’mish. And let me tell you… Vinyl in good condition can still sound better than anything you might buy on iTunes or Amazon’s download service.

When princekermit gets back.. I have a certain London cast album to play for him 😉

I love the net…

Sent by a ‘friend’

News report from Miami

Health update

So the main push of crunch and moving have past.

Sure there are boxes all over the place. Sure, the garage is a wasteland of things that someone from Mission:Organization would condemn to the waste pile.

But that being said.. the bulk of the stress and pressure has passed.

Earlier in the week and last week the pressure was on because both aiden_freeman and shimmeringjemmy were really sick.

Personally, I have no sick days left for the year. So, I’d been going on steam power explaining that I can not get sick again this year.

Well, today I am burning a vacation day because yesterday afternoon my body made it clear that I am not healthy.

Now I am sitting at home in that annoying state of bored on the couch unable to do anything. My stomach is queasy and my back is groaning at me. But if I sit long enough they quiet down.

Sadly, when I stand up, they snap back to attention and they call their friends dizziness and ‘lack of energy’… Then I slump back on the couch and decide that I probably should watch another 2-3 hours of Mythbusters.

Yesterday was busy.
I started the morning running several large packing boxes filled with packing peanuts (s’foam and organic) to the local PostNet. They happily took them off our hands. Then, I did the exit walkthru in Sno’mish with the house agent. We discovered that Merry Maids of Everett did a HORRIBLE job cleaning the house. So I have to coordinate them back in. Also have to get ServiceMaster in to hit the carpets.

From there I went to the Bellevue Apple Store to drop off the powerbook. The Keyboard had been a little bit wonky ever since a Red Bull got dropped on it.

I drove back thru kirkland and dropped off the last of the packing boxes filled with newsprint at the regional recycling transfer center. Yay for paper dumping and box destruction.

I got home realizing there was no way I was getting back into the office in my deteriorating state. Logged in and marked the afternoon and Friday (today) off as sick days. mlerules had kidnapped the family into the woods behind the house for a nature walk. Then we looked at pictures she brought of her and ebony_sphynx

I got more and more miserable as the day went on. The highlight was the Apple store calling 3 hrs later to say the laptop was fixed with a new keyboard. They found the Red Bull spillage so the repair was not covered. But they waived the labour. Say what you will.. but I think they have awesome service.

And for those who’ve been IM’ing me the past week. I’d just like to type, “hy66yh/hy=66=yh/hy/yh=6hhyhyooyh6=h6/hyy” Because I can again.

Last night.. sleep? Sleep is for the healthy. (note: I spring up at the sound of the recyc truck to see that yes… many of our boxes just went away. I trudge back to the couch and think… Why the F*#K did I just do that?!?!)

Yeah.. sleep was a mess last night. The small of my back never got situated in any position that made it stop hurting. So I was up and down all night. But there was some sleep and some dream. This time it was getting lost in the Las Vegas Pier. (Yeah… go ahead and chew on that one for awhile)

Today as mentioned is sitting around with desires to do stuff around the house. But I am behaving. Partially because I know I won’t get any healthier… and Partially because every-time I stand up to do something… I fall over.

I’m tempted to invite people over to be mildly and quietly social tomorrow, but most people are at ATC’s H.S. event. And I may not be healthy still. 🙁

I’ve got that hollow feeling in my stomach that feels partially like nausea and partially like hunger. And nothing seems to help it. Gads… I hate the creeping crud.