aftermath

Part One is Done

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The Poe PowerPoint is done. Next up, the actual paper. But, I got the presentation done.

If I sound a bit nutty, well…you’d be right. I have made Hee-Haw, diamond skulls, and urban decay photography all play nice in the same presentation.

Cue evil laugh:  Heheh. Heheh. Heheh. Heheh.
*toddles off in a decidedly Renfieldish shuffle*

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O HAI TRICEPS WHERE U BEEN?

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Ow.

And, ow. Seriously. Everything – and I mean everything, even my brain – hurts this evening. I had a fantastically great weekend and now I am paying the sore muscled price.

 

bliss.

Friday, I spent cooped up in front of my computer writing on my Poe paper and presentation. In thinking about it, I am actually going turn in 3 separate written pieces. A research paper. A PowerPoint presentation1. And a handout for the classmates. I’m about ¼ way done with the paper, ½ done on the presentation. It’s all due this week but I foresee no problem2 with that.

Saturday was errands with the Girl and then we headed over to a friend’s house for fun and games. She had bought herself the Wii version of Zumba 2 and Just Dance. We fooled around with it for a few hours and then headed to our favorite Vietnamese place for their “hot and sour” soup, which is really just the best thing on the planet but isn’t actually, yanno, hot and sour soup.

I head home, feed Mister Man some dinner and then am talked into going out to dance with a group of friends. Oh, sure! Mama can do that all day, every day. No problem. I slap on makeup and assemble my outfit:

Like a BOSS.

And head out into the night. I dance. And dance. And then, for a change? I danced some more. By the time I got home, I was bone tired and more than ready for a shower and bed.

You all see where this is going, right? 
Did you read that? Go ahead and click that link. It’s all right. I’ll wait.
Back?  🙂 Good.

Did you see the part where it says that  the worst bit is about 48 hours later?  Yeeeeeeeeaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhh.

Hello. My name is Alkek Library stairs. You over-did the workout. Prepare to whimper. TL;DR -> Ha. Tomorrow I make you my bitch.

1 – Now with Hee-Haw!   (Yes, you read that right. Hee-Haw.)
2  – Knocks on wood like a madwoman.

Dreaming in the Morning

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I had horrific insomnia last night. At five thirty this morning, I gave up and got out of the bed. I was peevish and teeth gnashy.

Not a happy place to be.
Eventually, I got everyone out the door, on their respective journeys. The Girl to school. Mister Man off to work. I decided to try and nap. What could it hurt? Even a couple of hours was better than the grainy-eyed hiss that was my mood.

I cracked open the window to get some fresh air and a little light. I like sleeping in the light. Not bright light. Misty and sheer, hints of honey and cream light. Morning light.

I lay in the bed, drew one of my beloved fleeces over my body. Sleep stole up to my feet and nibbled. Slowly, it devoured me.

I woke up for the second time with my throat and chest aching with tears. My pillow was damp. I scrambled to my office to write everything down, all of it, before it disappeared – for some reason the notepad I keep by the side of my bed was missing.

I hope I got everything. If not, I hope I got enough that I can write it. That is a story that needs to be told. It was … I don’t know. Haunting. Lyrical. Full of meaning and chaos and rivets and tears.

“It’s life, Jim. But, not as we know it.”

I hope I got it right.