Slumber-bereft eyes, sandpapered and pricked by nocturnal vigil; the chambers of the mind become labyrinthine with cerebral dislocation; I am half-waked, not asleep, only partly here.

Sluggish and slow I perambulate through the familiar corridors of thoughts and home, performing each habitual function adequately, automatically; not well, not badly.

Sleep is of vital importance.

You had best not forget that.

It’s a commonly held belief that people with bad backs should lie on straight, hard surfaces – even the floor! But the truth is quite different…

Back pain caused by overuse and injury, often through sports, can become even worse if subjected to a firm mattress. Individuals with back pain should have their back supported, especially in affected areas, by a mattress that moulds to the shape of the back.

Mattress firmness is really a consideration for a person’s weight – larger and heavier people will require firm mattresses to give adequate support for their size, and ensure areas where body weight is concentrated are not too ‘sunken’. Lighter individuals would benefit from a soft mattress option as they will compress the mattress less.

Mattress with more springs

As opposed to varying mattress softness for back pain, you would benefit from increasing the amount of springs. Pocket sprung mattresses, and mattresses from brands like Sealy and Silentnight, offer a more springs and increased support for the entire body. Every mattress spring provides an area of support, and more springs mean the mattress is more adaptive to your body and spine.

To discuss your mattress needs and see a wide range of supportive mattresses, whether for back pain or not, visit mattress24.co.uk or call 0870 726 2424.

If you sleep on a double mattress with a partner you could be snoozing alongside up to ten million dust mites. Find out why and how to stop them!

Dust mites prefer a hot, humid atmosphere – exactly what we provide underneath our duvets during the night. The mattress mites live off our dead skin cells, of which we produce almost six grams each and every night. In fact a study has shown that around a tenth of the weight of a two-year-old pillow can be skin, dust mites and their faeces. Still looking forward to getting your head down?

It’s the faeces of the dust mites that provide the real problem. Many individuals are allergic to them, and numbers seem to be rising. An allergy will display itself through ‘cold-like’ symptoms including watery eyes and nose in addition to difficulty breathing and potentially skin afflictions in infants. Here’s how to reduce the likelihood of being affected:

1. Don’t make your bed

It seems odd, but trapping air beneath a carefully-laid duvet and mattress just helps provide the nice warm environment dust mites love. Instead, fold back your duvet and let air circulate around the rest of the bed, ideally combined with good ventilation into the bedroom.

2. Wash your linen well

Wash your sheets and bed covers every fortnight and use a high temperature. This should help to kill the mites, however if you’ve got a large freezer put the linen in for a day to freeze them dead! Don’t forget to give your mattress a good vacuum to help to suck the mites out there too.

3. Protect your mattress

Try putting an extra protective layer on your bed on which mites cannot survive. These sheet-like mattress protectors stop mites living on them, providing a barrier between the mites and your body.

Oh Lord! I am yawning. I am that tired sitting without a thing to do. Well, yes there is stuff to do but it’s not as if the world will sue me if I don’t do it all today.

Seriously, I think I must think my way out of this. Either that or a handsome company must offer me the handsomest job of my life!

I hate those nights when I lie awake staring into the darkness with my heart pounding so loud I can hear the blood pulsing in my ears. It usually means I had too much sugar to eat too close to bedtime – tonight, I blame the insomnia on my own homemade pumpkin pie (which was totally worth the crash in insulin levels that I am now experiencing).

Why is it that nighttime is usually the only time we take to pause and evaluate the state of our lives? I suppose it’s the only time most of us stop running around doing the important business that life requires, but still – it’s awfully inconvenient. Nighttime is for sleeping, not self-reflecting. Yet my brain won’t let me sleep.

A couple of thoughts are bothering me this particular night:

Every time I return to my hometown, I’m instantly struck with loneliness as I realize that I really don’t have any friends here anymore. I did, once. I had friends in high school – I certainly wasn’t popular, but what’s popular when your graduating class is only around 150 people? But as soon as college struck, they all but dissipated. Is it my fault? Theirs? Is it just the natural course of growing older? I’m not sure. I know quite a few people who love going home because their social schedules are instantly filled with catch-up visits with old friends. When I go home, I sit by my fireplace and read and watch movies with my mom and my brother.

Does that make me a loser?

The thing is, I have the most wonderful best friend in the entire world – better than anyone could ask for. I’ve known him about 9 years now, and we’ll be soul mates for life. And he’s more than enough to satisfy my back-home friend needs.

But still… when he’s not around, I’m not going to any parties. I’m not having lunch with anyone. I don’t even have anyone to call. I just get to sit and wonder what I did wrong, because I seem to have lost anyone I used to know in this dusty old town.

Along the line of parties… I don’t get them. I like parties every now and then, with people I know, but I’ve just never been a big party-er. I don’t like to drink, I don’t do drugs, and the claustrophobic superficiality of most large parties makes me want to cry to the heavens for the Gatsby-esque loneliness that encompasses me. Maybe that’s part of the reason why I don’t like them – it’s difficult for me to feel really close to anyone. Part of it has to do with the barriers I throw up, wishing to save others from the ill fate of having to know the truths that reside within me. And part of it has to do with the fact that I just don’t think most people are genuine. I don’t want to have anything to do with someone who can’t look me in the eye and be real. I guess friendly frivolities aren’t my thing. So why do I belabor the fact that I feel so disconnected?

Also, I don’t understand drunk hook-ups. Everyone’s had them, I know. And I’m not being judgmental here, I’m just trying to understand them. Because I really don’t get how they happen. I’ve only made out with someone whilst drunk once, and I instantly regretted it. I felt vile and disgusting, and all I did was kiss the guy. I just hated the fact that he wouldn’t be able to pick me out in a line of girls. I meant nothing to him, nor he to me, and I found that revolting. I suppose the fact that it was the worst, sloppiest kiss of my life doesn’t help support the cause. But I made a vow – never again. I’m too valuable to sell myself so cheaply.

Ha. I just reread that last sentence. I sound like a prude, or a snob, or just utterly self-absorbed. Why am I so self-important that I feel like a kiss from me has to be earned?

I recently heard a story about a girl who was willing to give up her virginity to someone who was drunk. And that just made me sad. Sex is great, people – trust me, I’m a big fan. But again, I think the boy should be able to remember it. He should know that he’s the luckiest boy on the planet to even be looking at you.

On a totally random side note, in two days I will be 22 years old. And I will be celebrating my birthday at home, with only my mom, brother, and best friend beside me. And I will be up at four a.m. doing Black Friday shopping. I hate my birth date and the fact that everyone disappears around Thanksgiving. Thankfully all my best friends in L.A. showered me with love before we left, and for them I am incredibly grateful. Even if I feel lost here, I know that I’ve made a new home for myself out there, with people that really matter to me.

Lastly, I have the background vocals from Pink’s ridiculously catchy song Please Don’t Leave Me stuck in my head, and I blame them in large part for keeping me awake.

Ba da da, ba da da – DA da da da da.

To all my American friends, I wish you a Happy and Peaceful Thanksgiving.

‘A few Zzzzzs’

I don’t know how long it’s been since I blogged, a couple of months? Whatever. I’ve been really tired lately, for no reason too. Shit just hasn’t been working the way I wanted it to, so yea. I decided to take a break from fighting games for a while, need to calm my brain over this obsession, play some other stuff, and finish the backlog that I have. The recent weeks has been chill, life wise anyway. So I’m gonna try to keep it like that for a while.

*yawn*

Need more sleep apparently. Damn……

P.S. Super Street Fighter IV is getting more hype by the second. With the recent annoucement of Guy,Cody, and Adon, this is shaping up to be a worthy sequel to Vanillla Street Fighter IV and, in some cases, better.

P.P.S.: I do plan to write in this blog more. My good computer got a virus and basically doesn’t work anymore, so I wasn’t able to do much. But I still blog when I can, hopefully more now that I have a little bit of time on my hands.

P.P.P.S (yes, 3 P’s): Tekken 6 is awesome. End of story.

Absolute calmness
Tranquility surrounds me
And I fell asleep

Why is it that the days you wake up most tired, have the most to do, with no nap in between, and wind up staying up the latest, you’re not tired at night; but then you wake up the next morning and are unable to function and the cycle begins again?  I am so ridiculously awake right now, but wild horses could not drag me out of bed this morning, and if I know myself as well as I claim to, this will be my problem tomorrow as well.  Why is that?  Did my body and brain just adjust to being awake and now that they are, they don’t want to sleep?  I feel like I am reverting back to my childhood.  The days where I would make up any excuse not to go to sleep.  I would fight sleep.  I would hop out of bed to get a drink of water; get up and say “I never kissed mommy goodnight.”  I would do everything short of whipping out a sword Peter Pan style and literally fighting sleep – and I mean, trust me, if I could have made that happen, I would have.  But in the end, sleep always won out.  It still does.  Except now I don’t mind because I love sleep.  Well, save right now of course…

So what is it about kids that makes them want to fight sleep so badly?  Sleep and dreams are my two favorite concepts about which to learn.  I sit in class in my sleep deprived state wishing that I could be napping, wondering why kids these days fight off nap time, often to the dismay of babysitters everywhere.  I constantly think about how I wish I had racked up the hours of sleep back in the day, because I feel I never get it anymore, and how if I were a baby all I would do is sleep.  It’s almost as if kids have something to prove, no?  As if to say that they’re cool for not needing a nap and staying up past their bed time.  When I had a bed time, I know I thought I was the coolest thing going when I was up ten, twenty, thirty minutes past EIGHT.  Now I’m in college and I’m probably more of a child than ever before.  I curl up with a blanket and I take naps with my stuffed animal giraffe and I think that’s okay.  It’s perfectly acceptable, and kind of cool too.  So why didn’t I think it was cool when I was five?

All I know is, college has taken my sleep schedule, crumpled it into a tiny little ball, and thrown it out a ten story window.  College laughs in the face of my former sleep schedule.  College is causing me to sleep less, and drink caffeine more.  But don’t worry, I never drink coffee before nap time…because that would just be stupid.

Crack open a Red Bull, kids, it’s going to be a long one.  Love always, RJ.

…when I know there’s a large-ish spider running around my room?

I spied him twice, (On my bed!) but couldn’t get to him fast enough to scoop him up and take him outdoors, where he belongs. Which means that instead of dreaming and slumbering, I’ll be imagining that every breeze or hair wisp is that arachnid climbing around on my face.

At least I can tell it isn’t poisonous. Its cream colored with beige spots. If it weren’t in my room, I’d probably think it pretty.

This post is probably going to be one of those guilt posts that I do every now and then. Oh, you know the guilt post. A guilt post happens when you find yourself at the intersection of boredom and free-time obligations (ex. a blog). Thus, you write a guilt post. What this means for you, Audience, is that you will be subjected to a post with no pressing issue or common theme. In fact, I’m only writing this until Stephen calls, at which point I’ll ust end abruptly. Consider this your warning.
So! Today I slept very late. Even after sleeping so late, I still had to force myself out of the bed. I am toying with a personal perpetual-sleep theory. Wanna hear it?
Theory: Given that Ellen has no more obligations or duties in her life, she could sleep forever and ever.
As amazing as that sounds, I don’t really think that I would enjoy that. No, after about 16 hours or so, I’d probably get up and do something. I’m way to high maintenance to sleep forever. Still, it’s a theory.
I’ve been wondering something recently (as in today). I’ve decided I’d share it with you.
When I’m at school, I’m the most compulsive rule-follower ever. Caution and Hesitancy are my middle names. However, at camp I am much more willing to take risk and to be impulsive. Why is this?
I love who I am at camp. I believe it’s because I am most myself there. I can laugh really loud, take a little risk, be a little grimy and it’s all good. Everyone loves everyone else for exactly who they are.
there are only a few other places where I can bear the very depths of my soul. My home, for one, is a place where I find myself really comfortable. But I feel most myself when I’m with Stephen. Even more than camp. I can be totally transparent with him, and he with me. Amazing.
My head is hurting behind my left eye in the temple region (I told you I didn’t have anything to talk about). It’s weird though- if I put pressure on my temple, it makes the headache go away temporarily. Strange!
I’m headed to bed now. Happy Thanksgiving!

There’s a Facebook challenge that’s been going on between Hubby and some of his friends. For each day in November, they’ve been posting something for which they are thankful. I’ve been thinking about this Facebook challenge, although I didn’t take part in it. I figured I’d give it a shot here on my blog – 30 things I’m thankful for (because November hath 30 days).

In no particular order, I give thanks for …

1. Family, particularly Hubby and the kids, but the rest of the whole bunch of you are included, too

2. Food (Need I say more?)

3. Clean, abundant, easily accessible water

4. Hot showers

5. A comfy house with strong colors on the walls

6. A cozy bed with a heavy comforter

7. Music in all its forms (Although I wasn’t ever sure I’d be thankful for an mp3 player that didn’t have physical art or lyrics. That has changed and now I’m VERY thankful for my iPod.)

8. My ability to easily string words together

9. The internet – for the voice it gives to ordinary peeps through a variety of apps (and the research, too!)

10. My computer – for letting me access the internet

11. Flowers

12. Birds

13. Books, acres and acres of books

14. GoodReads – for helping me keep track of the books I’ve read, and most especially for the books I want to read

15. My health. It’s been relatively good over the years. Not too many scary situations.

16. Dictionaries, thesauruses, grammar & punctuation guides

17. Yarn

18. Notebooks

19. Movies that suck me in over and over

20. Human creativity (although animal creativity is pretty fascinating, as well)

21. Museums – for saving so much of our culture and for being enthralling repositories of investigation

22. Kitties (They purr, which is a most loverly sign of affection.)

23. Bic Round Stic Pens – medium flow, black ink

24. Heated car seats (They keep my butt warm while the engine and heater heat up.)

25. Gift bags – for making gift wrapping easy

26. Life mysteries – for giving me so much to think about (What do those darned khipu mean, anyway?)

27. The opportunity to sleep in late (refer back to #6)

28. My sewing machine (a needle and thread will also do)

29. Sweaters, jackets, sweatshirts, turtlenecks, mittens, gloves, hats, scarves, neck-warmers, thick socks, and Steger mukluks (Can you tell by this and several other items on the list that I like to stay warm? Yeah. I’m thankful for warmth.)

30. Friends, both offline and on, because you’re all part of my real world no matter where I find you.

Have you been taking part in the Facebook challenge? Whether you did or not, what are you thankful for?

Happy Thanksgiving! Eat well & be joyous!

When the inevitable happens and I finally take control of this planet we like to call Earth (do we actually like to? Strange saying..) these are the things I’m going to do to make the world a better place:

• Consider a new name for Earth that we DO like to call it
• Ban beards. Just why? They’re ewwy!
• I’d meet Taylor Lautner. I’d only have to meet him once for him to fall in love with me, haha (I wish)
• Every book I love will be made into a TV show/Film
• Being Scottish will be illegal
• Flying will be free (for people I like)
• Everyone will say hello and goodbye with a hug
• Anyone I don’t like get’s sent to Fiji
• I’ll build a bridge between the UK and USA with one giant flat (and uber fast) esculator thing along it so you just have to stand there
• Scales will be illegal – who cares how much you weigh?
• OAPs and children will not be allowed to go to town when I am
• My favourite TV shows will run continuously (every week) without hiatus or season breaks until I say so
• All dance/trance/house/rnb will be banned
• Chivalry will be law, but there will be clear guidelines on the difference between chivalry and sexism
• All bombs/guns/explosives will be destroyed and anyone wanting to fight must do so (with my permission) using swords and bow and arrows
• Karma will be MADE to happen
• No one is allowed to say they don’t like something unless they have tried it. Properly.
• Arguing with me would result in death
• All idiots will be prosecuted
• I would have one of every item of clothing/shoes in Topshop, Bershka, H&M, Dorothy Perkins, Miss Selfridge, Republic, River Island etc and someone to help me pick what to wear each day
• Anyone who annoys me while I’m driving will have their licence removed. For life.
• All hot lads must play either guitar/bass/drums and know how to ride a motorbike
• All cities will be removed from Africa, people from there will be given the option of a house in a different country or staying there and living in a tribal hut
• People who are bosses/supervisors/managers will be taught that they are only ‘higher’ during working hours and must consider than the rest of the time they’re no better than ‘their staff’ and should therefore treat everyone with respect within working hours too. Or it may come back to bite them in the arse.
• The whole ’sleep at night’ convention will be removed and the world will be constantly in motion with people sleeping whenever they want instead
• Friday and Monday will become parts of the weekend
• Everyone must read my blog. Or be punished.

That’s all I can think of for now. My world sounds pretty darn nifty, doesn’t it? Have a song that matches. Take That – Rule The World ♫ http://blip.fm/~gvp9n Enjoy!

You know when you’re almost repulsed by people and fascinated by them at the same time?

I listened to “Chitty Chitty Bang Bang” three times in a row just now. I hope the film comes on TV at Christmas, I have to watch it with my dad so he can do his hilarious Child Catcher impression. My dad is way cool.

I’m past tired and I have a guitar. whee.

Also I think I’m going to bed now. I have been overcome by a wave of a fatigue. Gute Nacht

Recently I have been hearing people complaining about being up late, to then find that they have only been up until 12′o clock…

is it just me – or is that too early to be going to bed?

On an average night I’m up until 2am, I rise at 8am and am at college for 9am.

Not me.

What time do you sleep / wake?

Software simples que funciona como o timer de sua televisão.

Possibilita * Desligar *,  * Reiniciar * ou até mesmo * Exibir uma mensagem * desejada no tempo que você mesmo determina.

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I think I’ve got it all down; I hope. It seems that learning to sleep with a mask on is easy when compared to the things the body needs to relearn. After having been sleep deprived and oxygen starved for years, there might have to be some retraining. I started sleeping thru the night for the most part, but there was still one thing waking me up; the need to “GO”. Yes I said, “GO.” When I first started to learn about the symptoms of sleep apnea the one that seemed like it had an obvious reason was “GO-ing several time during the night.”

I figured it was because I was wakening so many times during the night that the “super-hold-it” response during sleep was not being activated. I never thought I had hurt my body this badly by not getting my sleep apnea treated. Here is what the American Sleep Apnea Association says about “GO”-ing:

Nocturia, or nocturnal urination, is sometimes a symptom of sleep apnea. In fact, nocturia among younger individuals–who are less likely to have other medical causes of nocturia–is a strong indicator of sleep apnea. While the precise relationship has not been thoroughly studied, it appears that the most likely reason patients with untreated sleep apnea have more frequent urination at night is related to the increased pressure in the right side of the heart. This increased pressure is usually the result of low oxygen levels in the bloodstream caused by the apnea events: when oxygen levels fall, the heart works harder to get oxygen to the brain.

An increased pressure in the heart is a sign that there is too much liquid in the body: when the heart receives the stimulus of the increased pressure, higher levels of a hormone called atrial natriuretic peptide (ANP) are secreted. ANP is a diuretic that is associated with the increased need to urinate.

When sleep apnea is effectively treated, nighttime urination is also reduced. Studies have shown that ANP levels in patients with untreated sleep apnea are increased and levels reduced in patients using CPAP effectively. Remember, not all causes of frequent urination are related to untreated sleep apnea; prostrate problems, for example, may cause increased need for urination. Discuss any concerns you may have with your doctor.

To much pressure on the right side of my heart?! Good grief, that’s a little more serious than just not sleeping well! That blows my idea of just being “to awake to hold it” right out the window! I wonder if this also wasn’t the reason for my excessive sweating. How badly could this have screwed up my body?

It has taken me a full 2 weeks on CPAP for this to go away! After the first 7 days my body learned I wasn’t going to die in the night, but it took another 7 days for my heart to learn I wasn’t drowning and I could stop trying to “GO” my way to better sleep.

I have been sleeping thru the night! No waking up to GO! Just sleep from 10:30PM-5:45AM, yahoo.

I seem to have become completely nocturnal.

I’ve had sleeping problems all my life, even as a small child. I could never seem to fall asleep when I was supposed to and was up really late every night just staring at the ceiling, patiently waiting to go to sleep. As a child, my bed times were usually between seven and eight o’clock every night, but I’d end up laying there for hours, sometimes as late as two in the morning. As I have aged, this problem has only gotten worse.

I have sleep disorders. I have severe and chronic insomnia in addition to moderate apnea, which means I stop breathing when I sleep; the tissue in my throat literally collapses on itself. This problem has prevented me from using any sort of prescribed sleep aid, as there is a distinct chance that if I had an apneatic episode while on drugs to keep me asleep, I may end up suffocating in my sleep. Herbal and over-the-counter sleep aids only help so much, as I have a high tolerance to medicines and naturally occuring chemicals. It has gotten it’s worst in the last year. I no longer seem to be able to fall asleep during the night at all. I fall asleep when the sun comes up and I wake when the sun goes down. You could set your watch to it. The only time I’ve been able to sleep at night were times when I had been up for a few days and was just so exhausted that it was a miracle I actually made it to my bed before passing out.

The thing about this is: I don’t mind being a nocturnal person, but there are three problems with being nocturnal. I like the night better than the day; I always have. It’s quieter, it’s more peaceful, is not as bright so it doesn’t hurt my eyes. The air feels and smells cleaner, in a way. I feel more comfortable when I’m out with friends if it is night. I just don’t like the daytime. It’s too bright and crowded and loud. The first problem with this is people seem to think that people who sleep all day are lazy and people who stay up all night are immoral, which I don’t really understand. I can do everything I could during the day after dark; in some causes I can actually do more at nighttime than I could during the day. I can do my banking online, so I don’t need to go to the bank for that (unless I need to make a deposit, which is rare). I can do all my chores when everyone is asleep without interruption or people making a mess just minutes after finishing. I can read, write, draw, or do my craft work without being bothered constantly by people, which wouldn’t be possible during the day. Grocery stores are deserted at four in the morning, so no waiting in line. There is virtually no traffic whatsoever, so if I want to go out for something to eat I’m not stuck behind little old ladies heading to church or old men who’s eyesight is failing and compensates by drive twenty mph under the speed limit. Or even worse….. student drivers. *Shudder*

I don’t understand this mentality. Despite the fact that I understand my own conditions and even though I know that it is more beneficial and efficient for me to stay up at night, I still feel guilty for sleeping during the day. That’s the second problem. Society has ingrained in our brains that daytime is the active period and nighttime is the neutral period, and to reverse this pattern is unnatural and/or illogical. The percentage of people who are nocturnal throughout their lives is very low; something like less than 10% world-wide. Usually people have phases in which they experience being nocturnal (most often during the college years and after the birth of a child), but they usually grow out of it. I never did. I probably never will.

The third problem, which can be the most frustrating at times, is that there is so little to do at night. You can’t go to the movies at three a.m. There are no book stores or coffee shops open. No chinese restaurants or bakeries. Sure, you could go to a bar or a club, but who needs that kind of noise? And casinos are just bad luck.

I think one day when I manage to save enough, or find some willing investers, I should open an all-night bookstore/coffee shop with a movie projection wall on the back of the building with a covered pavillion. There could be a stage in the cafe for performers who burn the midnight oil. There could be night classes and art shows. God, it would be awesome.

Ah, well. It’s four in the afternoon. Way past my bedtime.

Marquei o exame, agora é de verdade!rs Tenho 1 semana para recordar tudo que eu estudei, acho que é tempo suficiente. Logo, acho que vou começar a fazer dois posts por dia, pra abordar todos os perigos que vi.

Hoje, continuação sobre threads, vou falar de uma pegadinha braba que vi.

Analise o código:

public class Test extends Thread{

Adianto que tudo compila e roda perfeitamente. Temos duas opções de saída:

1. AABB / BBAA

2. ABAB / BABA

Pensamento lógico seria: Bom a primeira thread (que eu não sei qual é , pode ser A ou B) ela rodando imprimirá A ou B, em seguida, dormirá por 1 segundo. Daí dando continuidade a outra Thread será escalonada e tentará passar pelo bloqueio, como o objeto pelo qual o bloqueio é realizado é uma String própria de cada instância, nada impede da outra thread entrar no método run e rodar. Se vc pensou assim, errou num detalhe. Strings literais quando iguais são compartilhadas pelas instâncias, java não cria outra String caso já exista um literal igual no pool , ele devolverá a referência para a mesma instância. Sendo assim, a bloqueio será realizado impedindo que se imprima ABAB por exemplo, e sim será impresso AABB ou BBAA.

Agora olhando para o outro código:

public class Test extends Thread{

Pegadinha máxima, vale a pena ficar atento.

I need this software! Found via Twitpic (@Jas)

the troupe are thinking about burning unwanted pounds. Getting a Trainer in the hopes of knocking off excessive stomach fat is just a commonplace resolution for all.

Becoming physically fit is not something everyone can do, it requires huge amounts of dedication and dedication. Health is hugely important in today’s world. Staying in perfect health is unbelievably crucial because remaining in great shape keeps not only your organs healthy but also your spirit clear.

Well I guess more like 4 days left in break.  All I’m thinking of is how am I going to survive 5 weeks for winter break when I can’t see myself getting through the next 5 days? Hell, after 5 hours yesterday I was ready to pop a cap in someones ass heh.  I guess it’s not as dramatic as I’m making it but gosh, coming home is soooo hard! I’m just thrown all responsibilities of the house and grrrrrr it’s enough to make me go crazy.

Another thing that I dislike about coming home is the lack of stuff to do.  Sure my school is in the middle of nowhere but I’m within jumping distance of my friends.  Getting together with peeps at home takes effort.  And planning.  Kind of hard to be really spontaneous when you have to A) drive to see ppl and B) drive places to go out.

Guess I’m in a whiney kind of mood today.  This morning I was just bumming around, you know procrastinating on my GeoPhysics paper by randomly surfing the net.  Nothing makes me feel worse then being idle but I had a bad case of inertia.  No matter how hard I tried to move and actually do something all I kept doing was watching The West Wing that was on TV and then the Law and Order marathon once it started.

I think it’s the whole rebounding from sleep thing.  I got 9 hours last night! It’s like since my body has been clutching onto any hour of sleep I’ve gotten lately at school the opportunity for more has me in a coma.  I don’t think I moved once last night! As nice as it was I was more than tired getting up.

But what do I do when I need to wake up? Yup, I run.

As much as I dislike my suburbia hometown it was really nice getting to run through it.  Not to say that it wasn’t tough: my hometown is wicked hilly.  At least compared to the town my school is in, I felt like I was running through the Appalachians or something.  The first mile was tough and my whole body was reeling from ‘em.  Since this place could not really be defined as hilly my body did a really quick adjustment and the rest of the run felt great.

So naturally (I’m sure y’all could’ve seen this a mile away) I ran 9.3 miles.  I think it’s my (new) favorite distance.  It’s a nice round number in the metric system, 15k, takes over an hour to complete and isn’t double digits so it doesn’t make me feel excessive.  Just far enough to feel tired but not enough to knock me out for the rest of the day.

After two slowish runs already this week I was very happy to be slightly slower than goal “easy” pace.  I had thought that with the hills I would have been running wicked slowly.  The weather was foggy and upper 40s so I never felt like I was overheating but I didn’t feel cold either.  The fog actually felt kind of good and prolly helped me stay cool too.

Likely kept me going through the last miles. As I mentioned the first few miles were tough as I adjusted to the “hills” (and gosh what am I going to do when Boston training starts and I really need to get used to hills?!) but the last few miles felt like I was on firrrrrre (well not really because like I was just saying that I felt cool haha) but there was a noticeable pep in my step and I could feel a difference in my pace.

Ending a run strong is maybe my favorite thing. And helped me get over my earlier whiny-ness.  Granted that did nothing to get over my avoidance of my work, as evidenced by my current NCIS marathon (and since they’re on DVD I don’t have to even watch commercials ahah).

But I’m still feeling antsy, so maybe a trip into Boston? First I’d need some ppl to want to as well but hopefully *something* happens tonight.  Send good vibes my way ppl!!

This would be Papa Bear….