another week less

dinner on friday was pleasant. if a little awkward. there was a lot of food. and a cousin of pg's who needed a talking to vis-a-vis the scientific method and why bad science isn't a reason to completely 180^o from all science, specifically on issues such as antivax idiocy and cellular radiation paranoia, but also touching on nutrition (which is a tricky subject).

i was absolutely exhausted halfway through the dinner, but i still had some gaming left in me. it's kind of like that extra stomache space one saves for dessert. then i went to bed. and then i got up, a while later, deranged by my aching feet. the salt-water didn't work immediately, so i chased it with generous spreading of the contents of a packet of muscle gel that we received as a promotional offer from the marathon (so long ago).

that seemed to work almost instantaneously, but it's hard to tell if that wasn't just the salt finally kicking in :/

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i spent today working on my paper (still the first of four), and a part of that was watching bamboozled. that movie is as brilliant as it is horrifying, providing the other side of the same coin that makes tropic thunder so amusing. i now have at least a fifth of my paper done, which is a far sight more than was complete this morning.

in the evening i went for a run - i've been tired these past few days, and i think a large part of it is the psychological effect of being unhappy with my work and feeling pressured to write these papers that should be fun. if i search deep, i'm pretty sure i've been through this every time since i rejoined "the academy". anyway, that tiredness affected my run, and i spent most of it thinking "i'm unfit".

damn - it's 1am already. where does the time go?