Befuddled, Bothered and Bewildered.
Happy Ginger day, although is it? Is it really? My brother mentioned the words existential crisis last night, and I do believe I know what he means.
What the hell I'm going to so with myself without Smurf's later? I don't know. What DO people who don't drink do with themselves? Where do they go? Where do they hang out? Is it true they sleep upside down? And eat only liver and kidneys? Yack.
I have another question, oh yes, but it's a sport question. Actually more a question of food. Oh I don't know what it is. I"m in a questiony sort of mood.
Gimmie is who I'd normally pester with questions but he's still away. So can ANYONE recommend what to eat after a long run or heavy work out? I keep getting conflicting answers on this and I am hoping (Stipes maybe) someone might have an idea. I normally go for protein, like a steak of some description or chicken, but now it seems I ought to be replenishing the carbs I just used. But I understand it's the protein that repairs the damage done to the muscles, so I'm oh so slightly confused.
Having just gone five whole day without sleeping tablets I may have finally eased myself back into to some form of sleeping pattern. I must say I dislike not sleeping like a dead rock, but I suppose I must also admit taking a sleeping tablet every day for the rest of my life is probably not a good idea, even ithough it does exactly what I require it to do. Damn useful things drugs, especially when used precisely for what they were designed to do. I have mixed feeling about not taking them. Very mixed indeed. They work. But off them I shall remain, at least for a while. (see I can't even SAY I'll stay off them for good)
ALSO! Today I have a meeting with a someone who might throw a whole pile of work my way for the next year or so. Naturally this makes me anxious and contrary, I hate meetings, but I like people who can offer me work and money. But I hate meeting people, I particularly hate meeting people who talk and use terminology like 'blue sky thinking'. I must shut up and rein in my usual nostril flaring and eye rolling, and frankly that twiddles my nerves something fierce. How DO people deal with other people on a daily basis? What's the secret to NOT snorting when you hear someone say 'radical departure of self'?? Well? What's a hoochless narcotically deprived Fatcat to do then??
It seems to be that being an adult is a pain in the arse sometimes. No really. A giant pain in the arse. Do you ever get days when you're just filled with...well, befuddlement? When you hear Melvin's voice loud and clear as a bell? "What if this is as good as it gets?"
Well what if it is?
On the plus side it is sunny.
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