A few days ago, for no particular reason, R. and I watched ALL 3 Divergent movies. In order. Without skipping around (I usually skip around when I watch movies; whether I've seen them before or not unless the movie is somehow TOO GOOD to skip (which is exceedingly rare)) and without any breaks in between.
It was a horrible (awful, excruciating, agonizing, soul-destroying) experience and unless I am binge watching the LOTR trilogy again I will NEVER do something like this (again!). Well, there might be exceptions in the future, but they will be VERY rare and sporadic and I will take appropriate breaks and skip around (just a little bit) when absolutely necessary.
We started watching around 6:30PM (Friday, July 16th) and finished around 12:48am (Saturday, July 17th).
I'm not updating Stories.Not a blog. as much as I used to because I'm scared of being a nuisance (to you) (perhaps I'll expand more on this later?). I know you can't see or hear me (heck, you don't even know who I am and you can choose not to read SNAB if you'd like) but I am so afraid of you (stranger) thinking I'm an annoyance or nuisance of any kind.
I thought I wasn't writing/updating due to laziness, but that's not the case. After the “poems” I wrote a while ago I've felt “off” and being “sick” for several weeks made it worse. Any creativity I had is now gone and I don't know what else to say except sorry. I still have things to finish, but I don't know when that'll be. Hopefully something interesting will sprout up soon.
I am having a mid-midlife crisis. I have been desperately looking for this stupid hamburger from my childhood and I CANNOT FIND IT ANYWHERE. Well, I can cause’ I managed to find a picture, but I mean I can’t find anywhere to purchase it. I used to buy these a lot as a kid and its been over a decade since my lips have tasted their marshmallow-y goodness.
The first part of the afternoon after getting the vaccine went by smoothly. I had lots of energy and felt good. Around 8PM, however, things started to change. I began to feel EXTREMELY TIRED and my head began to feel as if it had been stuffed inside a box with safety packaging and bubble wrap. Everything felt tight and I began to feel a little bit disoriented.
After eating a light meal I went to bed and then BOOM! The real pain and misery began.
My sister graduated from high school last week. The ceremony was long; full of unnecessary musical breaks and arduous speeches, but I was so happy to be there. She looked cute as a button getting her diploma AND she graduated summa cum laude.
I wrote a post on May 29th about a book I was supposed to have finished by tomorrow (Saturday) for my book club. After a traumatizing experience reading that sucker (and a few days of careful meditation) I am now ready to share my (very unnecessary) thoughts.
Never in my life have I read a book (or textbook) that has made me feel as dumb as On War and Morality by Robert L. Holmes did. Wow, just wow. For the life of me I couldn't get past page three and believe me when I say it wasn't for lack of trying.
I'm feeling overwhelmed right now. I have been trying to finish a part of my Endeavor for almost three weeks and I've barely made any progress. Illness—both mental and physical—has kept me in bed for hours (and even days) on end, and severe sleep deprivation has made whatever waking time I have a completely misery.