Nobody Cares What Everett Wright Has To Say
05/12/2013 Mother’s day has been delayed. She had a head cold when I got there so I stayed for a little bit, gave her flowers, stole some food and then dipped.
05/13/2013 I’ve been nearly passing out at work almost on a daily basis for the past few weeks so I took today to get some extra sleep. I’m not good at getting to sleep, so if I want 8 hours of sleep I need to get into bed 4 hours before my actual bed time. My typical worst case scenario goes like so: The first hour I spend thinking about things ceaselessly. Usually things I don’t want to be thinking about then. Useless, but entertaining thoughts that won’t stop. I wish I were one of those people that can turn their brains off, but I’m not. The second hour I spend sweating, tossing and turning. The third hour I spend thinking about things that are stressful, or scary, like my eventual death, or the death of people I care about and how I might react to it. Thoughts of debt are in the third hour too, along with the possibility of getting diseases/disorders/losing a limb. Somewhere through the third hour is when I throw the blankets off entirely and lay there staring at the ceiling wide awake, then get up to use the bathroom and get a drink. I cool off, maybe do some jumping jacks to tire myself out a bit more and then I get back into bed. Then I usually have to accept that I’m not getting any sleep that day and how I’ll deal with going into a night shift on no sleep. After I do that I usually fall asleep somewhere during the fourth hour. Partway through my sleep I usually have to get up to use the bathroom and every now and then I’ll wake up from a nightmare. The other day I jumped up from a dead sleep because I had a nightmare I developed schizophrenia. The best case scenario for sleep is that I’ll get to sleep within 2 hours, but I have to be pretty exhausted for that.
05/11/2013 We went to TCAF to experience smells like never before. Holy. I thought FanExpo would have been worse but no. I guess because TCAF is free the unwashed feel more at home. Due to delays, and having no money there wasn’t much for me there either, so it was mostly just shuffling through crowds and waiting in lines. I’m making it sound worse than it was. Despite all that I still enjoyed the trip, I just wish I wasn’t so broke at the moment.
05/10/2013 Surprisingly I woke up without a hangover, just a mild headache which I took care of easily enough. I saw that I missed some messages from a friend so I got back to them. We spent the morning having coffees and searching the city for Frank’s hot sauce Caesars. Which I think he wanted to soak chicken in for a recipe.
05/09/2013 Played board games with a few friends. First we played a game called Elder Sign, a game about preventing monsters like C’thulu from being summoned. Dark arts, the arcane, lovecraftian type of stuff. We randomly selected our characters, and I ended up with a gangster who could handle very little before going insane. I should also mention that you need to keep your character’s sanity in check via an RPG-esque health marker system. It was a pretty cool co-op game involving strategic dice rolling. The second game was called Pandemic, another strategy co-cop game. In this one you work together as various outbreak specialists to prevent the earth from succumbing to plagues and diseases. I ended up as a quarantine specialist who could prevent disease from spreading from adjacent places on the board. We won both games but didn’t follow the rules properly for pandemic. The gf was a great host tonight, supplying everyone with guacamole, pizza muffins, and sangria. I drank a few beers and some sangria and when everyone took off the alcohol struck me and I slept hard.
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Garfield: Big, Fat, Hairy Deal, Commodore 64.
Jon looks even more suicidal than usual. Garfield does not care.
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