i am not well these days. my tics are coming back full force, and i find myself unable to focus on anything at all. sigh. i long for the latter days of my europe trip, when i actually felt like *myself* some of the time.
i think this weekend habit of sleeping 16 hours has got to stop. but, the thing is, i don't really have a *reason* to get up in the morning/afternoon, because the moment i roll out of bed, i start ticcing, and i HATE that. so why not just stay in bed, especially if i don't have anything pressing to do? so that's why i do the 16-hour thing.
before this gets to be a gripe session about my tourette's, let me just say... it's ON. cowboys vs. redskins. i'm going to grab some fast food and plop lazy ass down on the couch and watch the whole game. should be good, parcells vs. gibbs.
at least i've made a mid-week plan. i'm going up to the city on thursday night to check out an 8-minute film on oedipus animated with vegetables. sounds fun, right? well, the story is that the guy who made the film was k1's boyfriend right after me. we (he and i) had a weird relationship, but in the end, we're sort of friends now (though we only talk once in a blue moon), and i want to go support his film. neat-o!
do i have any readers who live in new hampshire? a good friend of mine, jeremy, is running for the state assembly, and he needs to some support! i'd vote for him 500 times if i could (but then again, i'm not even a resident in NH), because he's a good guy with a solid head on his shoulders. sigh. i miss jeremy and his wife kate.
anyways, not much going on here.
my left ear has been bothering me for two reasons. first, i have a ton of earwax that crunches and crunches when i'm lying down on my right side. and second, i have a cut on the edge of my ear from constantly scratching it. the skin is all dry and stuff, so i just keep attacking it with my fingernails. yup.
i've noticed that i have a lot of skin problems. yup, i'm a dermatologist's wet dream. eczema, dry skin, psoriasis, weird growths (eww), you name it, i've got it. i think i inherited it from my dad. he's got this nasty growth on his shoulder that's all pink and looks like an aborted fetus. ick!
anyone out there still eat their scabs? :)
didn't do much this weekend except, as the title suggests, watching sports. then again, when you're only awake 8 hours a day, how much can you do anyway?
that was the case, as i got up at 2pm both days and was in bed by 10. lazy ass i am, i know.
saturday, i watched the giants beat the dodgers on a grand slam. usually baseball bores me to tears, but now that the pennant race is in full gear, the games actually mean something. so i watch.
after that, i watched stanford barely lose to #1 ranked usc. damn, that was a great first half, where we led 28-17. during the game, i also talked to dave and carolyn (carolyn's birthday was the day before) on the phone, and they were fun to talk to.
i couldn't finish the game, though, because i had to meet up with the bowling gang at pasta pomodoro at 7. i got the mafaldine, which was good; i switch off between the gemelli and the mafaldine, my two favorite dishes at p.p. then, i just went home, putzed around, and slept.
sunday, i woke up and immediately turned on the niners game. even though i have no sympathies for the 49ers, i felt bad that they got shut out for the first time in a league-record 420 games, dating back to 1977. wow, that's a long streak indeed.
for dinner, i met up with ting and alan (a tired bunch) at gombei for their wonderful chicken katsu curry (which isn't on the menu, but it's usually served most nights). great stuff, i kept burping it up that night. then, i went home and watched the end of the tampa bay/oakland football game. tim brown caught his 100th touchdown! good for him.
see? how much more boring can my weekends get? just a bunch of tv and lying down and sleeping. sigh. i plan to get out more this upcoming weekend. *cheer*