Excessive

Migraine. Wine, Niagara. Cold.

Migraine.

How am I feeling... it's an interesting question. I'm feeling strange, coming down for a night of drinking. I feel tired, and sore, and off. I dislike the feeling of vulnerability, the feeling of opening yourself up to be laughed at, or criticized, or simply putting yourself in a position to feel like shit at some point in the future. I feel like I want to retreat, to run and hide somewhere safe, to feel safe... secure and warm. I feel worried and nervous, a guest in my own home, a visitor in my body, what am I doing here? Where did my safety go?

I've been back to school now for almost a week, and today was either the worst day or the best day, I'm not really sure! The entire day takes place in one class room, in one seat, for six hours, with no break. It's three classes, back to back, in the same chair. Web Design, then database, then business. Web design is so basic that I think I'm going to know the entire course, so I literally played WoW from the start of class to the end of class, and I still listened but I mean, I knew it all, so I just quested. The second two hour class was database, and we downloaded and installed a small program, it took about ten minutes, and that's all we did for that class, so I had like.. an hour and forty minutes to play WoW more, since we had nothing else to do, and that was disappointing... I'm paying a lot of money to do more than just install programs and play games. Anyway, I ate my lunch during that "break" time in database, and eventually business started, with one of my favorite professors, Turford. He engages the students, acts excited, and generally does an excellent job at making any subject interesting to learn about. I didn't play any games, I just paid attention and enjoyed the class... even took notes.

Larger entry tomorrow, I've got it planned. We'll see if I actually do it.

Today is the first ever four player invitational golf tournament, being held in comfy Jordan's Livingroomª and there are fabulous prizes at stake (such as being able to sit on the couch, not being pooped on, and being able to play games). It will be an exciting event I'm sure, and I'm confident that I will come out on top!

somewhere sometime :: all things will be fine ::
and it never seems to stop :: wonder if i've met my wife ::
somewhere sometime :: all things will be fine ::
and it never seems enough :: splinter left :: focus right ::
this mortal soil around me :: mortal feeling i have found :: surrounded by your glory ::
hold me now so that i never drown :: and it never seems to stop :: wonder if i've met my wife ::
splinter left :: focus right :: focus right