Hey there.
January 30th 2006
I am sitting at my desk at work, shaking from an unexpected low blood-sugar attack. I mean, I should have known it was coming. I had breakfast (shamefully – was two sausages from last night, finger-eaten after microwaving and anointing with brown sauce, and washed down with a glass of soymilk), I had a mid-morning/lunchish snack of a large tea and a carrot/raisin muffin.
Next thing I know it is 4pm, I am sitting at the computer, chatting with friends when I realise I am going all motormouth jabbery random topic. I go to stand up and almost pass out from dizziness and I am shaking like crazy. Yowza. So I just heated up and devoured my lunch (lamb stew with lentils and turnip) and mainlined a large bottle of juice, and ate some chocolate. Shakes go away now, please.
What’s been happening?
1. My grandpa is not doing very well. He has lung cancer. In wait-and-see-mode on that.
2. Work is going well, I am teaching the cultural labs right now, and they are going well I think. Now I have lots of marking to do again.
3. My dad’s been going through a difficult time, and there is really nothing I can do to help him.
4. I have lots of work outside of work (research mainly), which I am really excited about, but it eats up a lot of time and mental cycles.
5. I am finally at level 59 in World of Warcraft. Half a level to go until I am finally at 60. Never mind that Chris has 2 level 60 chars, 2 in the 50s and one in the 30s in the time it has taken me to get one character to 60.
To end, a funny story: I must be stressed out lately. One night last week, I went to bed around 9:30pm, and fell asleep at around 10ish after reading a couple chapters of a book. Chris was up doing a Molten Core raid and he came to bed at around midnight. Apparently, as he came into the bedroom, I was lying in bed, eyes shut, completely asleep, but talking. Gesturing with my hands occasionally and everything. He said normally I do talk in my sleep when I am stressed out, but it’s more mumbling, but this was clear, complete sentences. He said I talked for another 30 minutes or so after he came to bed and he didn’t know how long I had been talking before that.
He said it was very boring, and I was talking about social dynamics, so I think I must have been giving a workshop lecture. Heh. I asked him why the heck he didn’t wake me up and tell me to go to sleep and he said that he couldn’t tell if I was awake or not and didn’t want to freak me out in case I was really sleep-talking.
Sheesh, I already knew I sleep-walked, and sleep-talked sometimes, but this is a ramp-up of the sleep-talking!