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I'm absolutely exhausted and I have no idea why. I'm not getting lots
of sleep, but I got about eight hours last night, which really ought to
be enough. I slept late on the weekend and didn't do anything
particularly stressful. So what's up with my body? Is this all due to
stress from work? Because it's gotten much more intense this week,
with a release due any second now and me still testing, running the
releases, providing support for the other QA people, going to many
meetings... gah. Even thinking about it makes me want to scream. I'm
getting a lot done, and I'm doing a good job, and it's for a good
reason -- but I want this to be over. Now.
Oh, well. At least I'm eating.
The weekend was amusing, although we failed to rent either The
Truman Show (because it was out) or Ever After
(because it hasn't been released on video yet). Friday we ended up
skipping the rental idea and going to Max's in San Bruno with a bunch
of people. I had chicken livers (yum!) to the great disgust of half of
the table. It was a very long dinner, but the food was good and it was
nice to have a long time to sit and talk to people.
Saturday passed in a blur of playing Might and Magic VI, which so far
is not as addictive as everyone claimed it was -- but still pretty
addictive. There's a little too much repetitive travelling to get from
town to dungeon and back again. I seem to be able to play it for about
three hours, and then I get tired and want to do something else. When
I got to this point on Saturday I found Jim and we went to fail to find
the right videos. We ended up renting Fire, which is a
bizarre movie about lesbian relationships in India. I still haven't
decided if I liked or it not, but I think it was good.
Sunday. There was group. I successfully avoided info-dumping, and
limited myself to a short interactive bit where I talked more about
adolescence. Then today there was Norm, and I mostly talked to him
about my mom. I sort of feel like I'm avoiding doing any of the really
hard work, but ... it's yet another 'When I'm ready to do it I'll do
it'. Or at least so I choose to believe.
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