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My Life Thus Far
2006-10-04 03:33:13 (UTC)

Comatose

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"All the waters and rivers of different lands and climes
have their ultimate meeting point in the ocean. So, too,
the differing viewpoints on society, the variety of
economic theories, and the means to their attainment
benefit mankind itself.

There is no point in indulging in dissension-creating
discussions on differing ideologies. No positive result
has accrued from attempting to convert all men of
different temperaments and likings into one common
ideology and mode of behavior. This can clearly be seen
from the contemporary history of both the East and the
West."

I got a feedback today that reminded me last entry was my
500th episode! I totally missed it. I knew it was coming
up soon, but I missed the actual day. So, congrats to me
on making it 500 entries!

My day was weird. Just strange, really. It was completely
out of the ordinary and I felt like I was floating through
it like a cloud, or a specter. Not really living or
functioning through it, just physically present in it. I
didn't speak to anyone between the hours of 8am and 5pm.
Do normal people go that long without speaking aloud? I
don't feel bad in any way. I'm not in physical or
emotional pain. Nothing bad happened to me. I'm just a
little off kilter. I'm a little weepy, but thats likely
the product of Premenstrual hormonal fluctuations. It's
about that time. Maybe my problem is simply that nothing
happened to me. Nothing that would elicit a response or an
emotional reaction from me. So, I shut down. Literally.
Comatose.

I got home from the gym around 12:30pm. I ate lunch and
watched a little daytime tv (which is mental suicide if
you engage in it too long). I shut off the tv and went
into my bedroom. I had my ultrasound at 3pm, so I wanted
to bring my VS books along to study while I waited. Well,
all I remember is sitting down on the bed, opening book 1
and that's it. I woke up at 5:30pm in a complete daze. I
didn't remember the date, where I was, what I was supposed
to be doing. Nothing. I'd completely missed my appointment
(which I'm not happy about, because I had to wait a month
to get it) AND now I only had 30 minutes before I was late
picking up the girls (they have to picked up no later than
6pm, which I hardly ever wait that long). I made it, thank
goodness. But I'm still completley perplexed as to what
made me sleep so long and so heavily in the middle of the
day. I almost felt drugged, but I know I hadn't taken
anything or eaten outside of the house today. I wasn't
even that tired. I'd slept pretty good last night. Weird,
just weird. I could crawl in bed and go back to sleep,
too. I'm still a little woozy. Which is exactly what I
think I'll do.

I'm going to work on the grandmother's scrapbooks some
more (I'm not making much progress on those. By the time
they get them, they'll be a Christmas present)! Ciao and
goodnight.




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