Griping as head goes *pound pound pound*

After over a week of exhaustion and stress, I feel particularly lousy today. There is a low-grade headache in the top right side of my head that isn't as bad as it was last night, but still hasn't gone away even after a night's sleep.

I spent last night helping Jared work out the writing of his thesis. The first half was due today, and he used me as a sounding board to figure out the structure and flow. I agreed to read it once he was done and make suggestions as if I were the theoretical "mean, lazy, and stupid" reader that his professors warned him to write for. At some point I noticed I had developed a halo in my left eye. This has happened to me before and gone away on its own, so I wasn't too worried, more annoyed because I knew it would make it difficult to read. Then the headache set in, starting high on the right side of my head and spreading to just behind my hairline. I drank tea and grumbled as Jared finished the first part of his paper. The halo eventually went away, thankfully, and I read the paper and I think made some helpful comments. It really is a good work; I'm incredibly proud of him. Just one more section to go, and the second part is supposed to be easier than the first.

As I lay in bed that night, still headachey and now with nausea settling in, I wondered idly if I had a brain aneurysm. I was tired enough that I decided if I woke up dead the next morning, well, at least I'd get to sleep in.

Well, needless to say I did not wake up dead. Head still hurts, though, so perhaps my aneurysm is just a lazy-ass that's taking it's own sweet time to kill me. I feel zombie-like, quite useless for any form of productivity.

Traffic on my Livejournal has dropped drastically from last month to this. I am depressed about it. Maybe I've been less interesting. I feel less interesting, so it would not surprise me if my entries were becoming less so as well. I even look less interesting; I think the look of tiredness that's been dogging me makes me appear ten years older.

I think I need to take it easy for a little while. This week I shall do things to take care of me. I have a couple of minor social things I'd like to indulge in. I have a hot date, heehee, with blendedchaitea this coming Friday night that we've been meaning to have for a while, and I've been meaning to have Michael Hyde over for dinner sometime, so that would be an enjoyable way to spend an evening. Maybe I need to just take a little time to pull myself together. At least until this heavy, overwhelmed feeling goes away.

Oh, and just to clarify--

By the way, I meant to mention something in the spirit of clarification regarding my thoughts on how we would manage "pinch hitters" at Festival of the Larps.

When I said "commit to be in the consuite for a time period," I mostly meant that you'd agree to be somewhere nearby to the game spaces at the beginning of the games when they were going to trying to fill gaps. This would be so you could show up to gamespaces quickly if you were called upon to fill in. Once games get running, no one would be obligated to stick around anywhere. Some people just seemed to be troubled by the notion of having to spend an entire timeslot in the consuite, which was not what I would actually think was necessary, so I wanted to clear up that you'd pretty much only have to be around for the beginning of a timeslot unless you got into a game.

Sorry for not making that explicit.

Fucking AT&T

I'm getting increasingly fed up with AT&T. I love my iPhone, but the number of dropped calls I've experienced lately and the snail's pace of any network connection is driving me crazy. I know, I tend to use my phone like a makeshift laptop, which isn't really what it was designed for, but it WAS designed to, you know, CALL PEOPLE, and it's been quite pathetic at doing that lately. I've heard that the explosive popularity of the iPhone wasn't totally anticipated and now the network is way overloaded, but seriously, cell-providing-company. It is unacceptable to not provide cell service. I could deal with the ridiculously slow and often ineffective web access if it actually let me talk to the people I called.