Itchy Feet

The roomie was right with his estimate - 11:00 a.m. and the insomnia of last night caught up with me. Coffee for the win.

I don't normally have trouble getting to sleep - staying asleep, yes, since there's some nights I swear I could hear feathers landing on the floor, just about - but every so often insomnia strikes and last night was one of those. Didn't help it was already 1:45 a.m. when I got to bed, although I don't regret the time spent watching season 2 of Dead Like Me with the roomie and [Bad username or site: @ livejournal.com] and being on the receiving end of a kitty pile at one point. But yeah, got to bed and discovered that sleep, she was eluding me. Mostly due to the low-level simmering anger I'd had all night - yay public criticism triggering buttons on an already-cranky day.

Just a general note to folks? If you want to point out something you feel I've done wrong, or could do better? Freaking well email me directly, at least at the moment. You'll get a much less neurotic response, and constructive things will be achieved, as I did with Sil yesterday, as opposed to the gigantic bundle of "OhMyGodISuck" I wound up yesterday. I'm working on the central issue, but given the number of issues I am working on atm, that one has to take a number and sit in the waiting room.

But yeah, insomnia last night. I wound up going to go sleep on the couch, since a) my computer was there and I could play music, which sometimes helps take my mind off racing thoughts, and b) sometimes a change of scene can trigger the sleepy reaction. It mostly worked, although the cats managed to wake me several times with knocking stuff over. Little bastards are working their way to being a pair of fur-lined boots, I swear. I think I've had... four hours? of sleep? Something like that. Await the crash in the afternoon, that's all I can say. At least I'm not hungover to go with it.

Good things, since I'm working on that positive reinforcement...

1) I didn't lose my temper online yesterday, and managed to tamp down a potentially list-wide blah situation;

2) People pinged me to check I was okay;

3) I practiced guitar last night, and did pretty well. Lesson tonight.

4) I look pretty today, even with the coldsores from the flu. The little swishy skirt and my red cardigan are always a good combination.

5) I got a bunch of work done yesterday, including various outstanding things from last week's absence. My decks are now almost clear - I just need to write a motion for January 28.

Hmm, the indications seem to show the stomach/abdominal thing is an ulcer. The meds are helping, stress does not - woke up this morning feeling crappier than I have in a while. Had a carton of skim milk and a tub of low fat yoghurt for breakfast, plus my meds, which seems to be helping. Bland food for lunch today, tho'.

Apart from other-life related stress yesterday, I had a good long weekend. Went to a party at Johnny's place on Sunday, had me some great food, good beer and interesting company, given a lot of the people were John's muso friends. The best part was after the small children left and the guitars came out - four acoustics, including a 12 string, which Jeff, the owner thereof, let me get my amatuerish hands on. 12 strings are played the same as 6, you just hold down two strings per finger, not one. So much love, although my fingertips still are sore from it. I learned a bit, and generally had an evening of music geekery. Even sang a bit, and had one of those nights where most of the time I was actually happy with the way I sounded.

This would be progress. The ex always used to say I couldn't sing, but Johnny's been encouraging me to try more often, and I'm getting better. Being able to hear perfect pitch both helps and hinders - I can tell when I'm off, but if I can't fix it, I get annoyed. Works for the guitar too.

I meant to practice yesterday, but got caught up in Blah. It was needed Blah, but Blah all the same. And [Bad username or site: @ livejournal.com], I'm so sorry, I meant to come visit and then Blah happened and my brain went away. First season Doctor Who might have also had something to do with it. *wry* Hope you're feeling better today, mate. *hugs*

I need to call [Bad username or site: @ livejournal.com] and ask for assistance in kitty obtaining. Having kitties will be a good distraction, and I wants my birthday present, precious.

You can always tell when I'm avoiding filing - I babble. ;)

Guitar lesson tonight, for the first time in months: Johnny's been insanely busy and distracted and the rest of it. However, tonight we played for a good couple of hours - not quite to finger bleeding stage, thank you Bryan Adams - and he gave me a capo, which is one of those gizmos you use to change the key you're playing in. It's all very exciting. :)

And I'm not as out of practice as I thought I might be, given the last time I played was New Year's, and drunkenly at that.

Johnny was also telling me about his List. There are 502 songs he knows how to play, off the top of his head or with a minimum of prepping. Isn't he a clever clogs?

Oh, and today my shoes exploded. So I have to go shoe shopping. Bleah.

And my master is pleased with me. :)

In non-geek terms... I had a guitar lesson tonight. Which went rather well. And as a reward Johnny showed me how to tune my guitar so I can use the slide, which means all sorts of nifty jangly blues noises. *hees* It's the simple things that make you happy.

It's been a couple of days and I haven't posted, so here I am again.

Today's Friday, the last day of my 'holiday' from work. Wah. *pouts* Still, got a lot done writing-wise, even if not much else. Which reminds me, must do the laundry today so I have work clothes next week. And underwear. Underwear is important.

Tuesday was music therapy day. First a lesson with Johnny re the guitar - first time in about two months, actually, given various things - and then the band. I have a new song to learn (I've graduated to U2, hah!) and need to seriously start practicing again now Tara's back in tune. She got stubborn and refused my tweakings.

Oh, found out about my wages. $16 an hour for the first couple of weeks until they see how I handle the work and then an increase. O.O Double what the bakery was paying and about $3 an hour more than the last place. So I should be paying off the computer sooner than expected.

Speaking of the new computer... I'm in love. *grins* Seriously, it's so fast and efficient and I can use the internet from anywhere in the house since there's wireless service and I can save much more music than before and EEE! Worth every penny. The only downside is she overheats like a bastard and sometimes refuses to turn on because of it. I'm learning to a) let it cool down when it needs to and b) put myself in front of a fan or air conditioner on the hot days.

And speaking of the weather... bleah. Humidity. I hate humidity. Heat I can handle - I am Australian after all - but I grew up in Victoria, land of dry heat and sorching sun. Not this whole sticky feeling. Ugh. Must remember to drink water more this summer if it's going to be like this.

The exercises I have to do with this ear thing? Gah. Talk about vertigo inducing. After the first set I had to sit quietly for a bit and let the world stop rotating.

[Bad username or site: @ livejournal.com] made fruit salad the other day. A lot of fruit salad. Which I've been devouring, since yum, fruit salad and the fruit here is really good. Strawberries that have actual flavour even when they're the giant sized ones, what a concept! So yeah, fruit salad for breakfast again for me.

And now I go shower and eat aforementioned fruit salad. This has been a random post brought to you by your friendly neighbourhood spamming Rossi. Expect a meme at some point, it's that kind of day. ;)

Edit: Still doing that damn thing where it doesn't recognise page breaks. *grrs* Just this account too, so it's not the computer. And after I changed my style and everything too...

Remember this entry? The one where I was asking for suggestions for my blues name, as per the instructions provided by one Mr Johnny Devil? Well, he's finally seen the results and he approves. Hugely. Waheyhey I believe was the response. *grins* So count yourselves as crazy wacky creative people. :)