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Feelin' Zomby
May. 30th, 2003 02:26 pmI'm all sore and zombied today. After getting back from work yesterday I had to clean out the bathroom to avoid the dreaded 'mildew misidentied as killer mold by the insurance company' thing that happened last time there was an inspection. I hope I did a good enough job. It took long enough.
My bathtub drain is seriously screwed, though -- it's basically full of hair. I dredged out as much as I could reach, but that wasn't all that much because of these annoying metal bars that are probably meant to stop really big things from going down the drain, so I didn't really affect the main mass, and neither did two bottles of liquid plumber.
Anyway, after that lengthy ordeal (should I talk about the thick layer of congealed dead skin left on my hands after scrubbing the tub?) I wasted some time trying to get Neverwinter Nights to run properly. Sony finally came through with new video drivers, and sure enough, they got rid of the flickering cursor... as long as I set the optimization level either to full, which made the game freeze every ten minutes or so, or to 40%, which gave me a lovely frame rate of 0.3 (and even the loading screen was like 10000% slower).
So, defeated, to bed. My bed lost a leg a while ago, and I've been propping it up on some phone books, but the phone books keep slipping out from under the bed frame as I toss and turn and a month or so back I lost the will to keep replacing them. So my bed is heavily lopsided, and around 6am every morning I get literally dumped out onto the floor if I don't wake up first. Since I often wake up in the middle of the night *anyway*, this isn't really a big deal.
I *felt* like I got some good sleep, but in the morning I was totally zombied -- I felt just like I do when I don't sleep at all. I tried putting on some cheery anime to wake myself up, but 'I'm gonna be an angel!' is also VERY BAD anime and just put me to sleep. I can't actually sleep for long on the couch, though, so I wasn't late or anything.
But as I staggered through the front doors, eyes half unfocused, head downturned so that all I could see under the brim of my hat was the three feet of carpet in front of me, movement slow and clumsy, all I could think was 'BRAAAAAINS'.
I hope I didn't actually say it out loud... I don't want a repeat of the 'die die die' incident.
My bathtub drain is seriously screwed, though -- it's basically full of hair. I dredged out as much as I could reach, but that wasn't all that much because of these annoying metal bars that are probably meant to stop really big things from going down the drain, so I didn't really affect the main mass, and neither did two bottles of liquid plumber.
Anyway, after that lengthy ordeal (should I talk about the thick layer of congealed dead skin left on my hands after scrubbing the tub?) I wasted some time trying to get Neverwinter Nights to run properly. Sony finally came through with new video drivers, and sure enough, they got rid of the flickering cursor... as long as I set the optimization level either to full, which made the game freeze every ten minutes or so, or to 40%, which gave me a lovely frame rate of 0.3 (and even the loading screen was like 10000% slower).
So, defeated, to bed. My bed lost a leg a while ago, and I've been propping it up on some phone books, but the phone books keep slipping out from under the bed frame as I toss and turn and a month or so back I lost the will to keep replacing them. So my bed is heavily lopsided, and around 6am every morning I get literally dumped out onto the floor if I don't wake up first. Since I often wake up in the middle of the night *anyway*, this isn't really a big deal.
I *felt* like I got some good sleep, but in the morning I was totally zombied -- I felt just like I do when I don't sleep at all. I tried putting on some cheery anime to wake myself up, but 'I'm gonna be an angel!' is also VERY BAD anime and just put me to sleep. I can't actually sleep for long on the couch, though, so I wasn't late or anything.
But as I staggered through the front doors, eyes half unfocused, head downturned so that all I could see under the brim of my hat was the three feet of carpet in front of me, movement slow and clumsy, all I could think was 'BRAAAAAINS'.
I hope I didn't actually say it out loud... I don't want a repeat of the 'die die die' incident.
