Status

Current mood: Odd. Very, very odd. Waiting for it to play out. Should be interesting.

Energy level: Looooow...

Rest: About five hours. Not so great. In a sleepless phase right now.

Coffee: OF COURSE. But I've stumbled across an interesting discovery which might explain my new, late-day coffee cravings and headaches, and current odd mood.

When it was colder, and I drank hot coffee, I drank it out of 20 oz. cups. Now that I am drinking iced coffee, it's being poured into 16 oz. cups - over ice. So, with water displacement and all that, I'm getting what, maybe 1.5 oz. of actual coffee? I'm in an unwitting withdrawal phase right now. Unacceptable. I fully intend to have another iced coffee at lunch time so I can meet my daily requirement. Perhaps my mood will even out.

Current food obsessions: cashews and bananas. I cannot get enough of either. They're healthy, so I'm not too worried, but I feel like one day I'll wake up half-cashew. Actually, I'm kind of obsessed with all nuts right now. Nuts and peanut butter. Last night's dinner was bananas and peanut butter (sugar-free, of course). I just peeled the banana, slapped some PB on it, and ate it just like that. Yum.

Current music obsessions: Sigh. Ok. I have to admit it publicly. Something's wrong with my iPod. She's sick! My babygirl is SICK! I noticed a major problem yesterday. MFDC had to talk me off the ledge. I was about to jump. For real. I mean, what is life without a functioning iPod? It's EMPTY AND COLD, my friends! COOOOOOLD! I don't know who I am! I feel like I failed her. How was I not on top of her needs? She's my buddy! She rides in my sidecar! I spend more money on her than I do on myself! WHERE DID I GO WRONG?

She stills plays music. It's just that she is no longer recognizable to iTunes. When I attempt a soft reset, a folder and a caution sign pop up. Not good. Brings me back to the days when I downloaded a new desktop theme for Kelly's mac in college and when I restarted the computer, the dreaded BOMB appeared. That was a bad day.

When I attempt to dock her, all I hear is this clicking sound. And with every rhythmic click, a part of me dies. I'd rather gnaw off my wrist than listen to her click in pain as I attempt to charge her. And, yes, I could use the wall-charger. Except I left it in NJ. I NEVER LEAVE THAT SHIT ANYWHERE! What is WRONG with me???

MFDC broke it to me gently that the situation probably requires a hard reset, which will restore her to factory default. I know that it must be done. I don't want her to suffer anymore. If this is what she needs, then I will give it to her. I'm going to try and hold out for the weekend when I can be fully focused on the task at hand. She deserves nothing but 100% of my attention.

Current work obsession: I obsess over the fact that there is so much work to do, and no matter how hard I try, I just can't get it all done. And so I leave feeling like an incompetent ass because a few things I promised remain undelivered. And when I wake up in the morning, I feel the weight of all the work I left behind the previous night and I'm clueless as to how it will all get done in the next 10 hours or so.

Current online obsession: My blog! Of course! Despite my tremendous workload here, I still find time to keep it up. This is probably a character flaw relating to my rationalization of priorities, but I really don't give a shit. It's such a joy for me, I wouldn't stop it even if I got my ass DOOCED!

Current all-purpose obsession: My camera phone!

That's enough for now. I TOLD you I was in an odd mood!