i wonder if it's the haldol. but yesterday, i came home early (just like i'm about to do today), and i tried snuggling for a little baseball nap (i.e. napping while listening to a baseball game) with the blanket on the futon. but every 30 seconds or so, i would tense up, i would feel this clutching sensation in my chest, and i would have to toss and turn a bit.
it felt like a mini panic attack. i know i've mentioned having this while in europe, but it's really fucking ANNOYING.
*RAAR*
i just hope it doesn't happen when i try napping when i got home today. *crossed fingers*
i know, i know, i shouldn't be napping. but i can't help it. i'm fucking tired!
anyways, i didn't get so see any free broadcast tv porn while in europe. alan mentioned that while he was in sweden, hardcore porn would be on tv, and i was excited to see some of it in italy/spain. but nothing! maybe i didn't look hard enough, as usually, i would come back to the hotel room and immediately turn the tv on to the olympics.
just for my ocd in remembering things, here is the list of hotels that i stayed in:
rome: hotel turner
florence: hotel corona
venice: laconde la corte or something like that
barcelona: hotel catalonia berna
madrid: centro colon
granada: hotel guadalupe
seville: hotel regina
some hotels were nicer than others, of course. barcelona was the swankiest place, and the only common thread was that all of the hotels that served breakfast had croissants. hm. i thought that was a *french* thing. *shrug*
the cool thing about travelling with guys, though, is that they're chill. so when we shared a triple in italy and a double in spain, we would just walk around in our underwear and sleep in our underwear as well. it was nice, because i was worried about being able to sleep non-naked. but my boxers didn't bother me as much as wearing a shirt would have. :)
ok, i'm heading home soon! wish me a good night of sleep!
still tired. i was itching to go home at 2pm today to catch _pti_ (my favorite sports show) on espn, but i decided it would look really bad if i disappeared that early from the office.
so here i am. blogging for you. what dedication! what loyalty! :)
thank goodness it was a short workweek. and thank extra goodness it's a short workweek next week! woo-hoo!
the only problem is, i don't have much going on this weekend. like i said yesterday, my roommates are occupied with ting's dad this weekend, so i have to fend for myself for those three days. there was a guy's night out (and a corresponding girl's night out) planned for labor day weekend before i left, but it seems those plans have gone down the drain. sigh.
i am, however, excited about the impending football season. when i got back from europe this past monday, the first thing i did was turn on the tv to abc and watch parts of the dallas/tennessee game. go cowboys! go vinnie testaverde and drew henson!
but i'm still bummed out about life these days. i dunno... maybe a part of it is the natural feeling when coming back from a long semi-relaxing vacation. and maybe a part of it is (like i said) the fact that my life sucks. i'm going to give myself a week and re-assess and hope that things turn rosier given some time to readjust to the grind and the routine.
i mean, you know something's wrong when sleep is the best part of your day. and that's how it is right now. *ponder*
so comment spam has gotten a lot better lately. i spent a few hours and INDIVIDUALLY closed the comment sections of most of my entries. yes, that was fucking tedious. but i refuse to be bombarded with spam, and i'll readily tackle the issue when it crops up. so if you comment on an entry and find out that you can't, don't be offended, please. :)
i need a girl. i crave the soft warmth of a body of estrogen.
i can sort of feel my tics slowly getting worse. i wonder if it is indeed related to my being at work. when i first go to italy (rome), my tics were super-bad. but as time passed, i noticed them get better and better. hrmph. that tells me that i just can't with my professional life. what to do?