....held some napping in front of this very computer screen (mine, not yours), followed by a can of Chunky soup (Grilled Chicken & Sausage Gumbo....not very good) consumed while reading a bit more of my most recent book (David McCullough's 1776...good, so far), followed by the remainder of the ice cream in the freezer (Dreyers Rocky Road, decent despite the slightest touch of freezer burn), consumed while watching the 2006 NBA All-Star game (which the East won 122-120). this was followed by a trip to the grocery store for the acquisition of some lunch supplies (store-brand turkey and Kraft American cheese slices, plus some Gardetto's Italian recipe snack mix and a plastic tube of Lay's-brand processed-potato-snack-Pringles-copycat-things), a gallon of milk, and some coffee (some type of Millstone organic dark roast, whole bean, though i prefer buying Starbuck's-roasted Costco brand but had not the time, nor the money, nor the inclination to make the effort to this past week). the Lay's not-really-chips got consumed while i queued up and began watching Robots, and the coffee brewed. the coffee is actually pretty good, and i'm now drinking it black, since i used the last of my Carolan's Irish Cream on the first two cups. black coffee is still a mainstay around here, though i have to admit i've become rather fond of Irish cream liqueur, which transforms actual coffee into something more like a snack, for lack of a better term.
damn tired tonight. every time i get inactive for a few minutes i start nodding off. i must not be feeling overly creative to go into the prior amount of detail on purchases made at the grocery store. incidentally, readers are cautioned not to take the inclusion of that product-specific information as an endorsement of the products mentioned. the Dreyer's is generally pretty good ice cream, for the money, though certainly not of the quality of say Ben & Jerry's, or Haagen-Dazs, and the Millstone coffee is good, though. and Rocky Road is one of Loren's favorites; he chose it when it was purchased. when i have the money i tend to buy the expensive ice cream, which (according to an article i read in consumer reports a long time ago) is measured in quality by the relative scarcity of ice crystals in the finished product. more cream and less water = thicker, richer ice cream (and also more fattening) and Ben & Jerry's scored pretty highly on that list. besides, they make this wonderful concoction of coffee ice cream with actual chunks of Heath bars in it (hard to resist) and also one with some excellent peanut butter ice cream chock full of peanut butter cups (not Reese's....the ones in the Ben & Jerry's are probably better in their ice cream than the Reese's would be). those last two items definitely get an inf endorsement.
tomorrow is another day off of school for Loren, the last of the 4-day weekend that constituted his mid-winter break, after which i expect him to get his mind back on improving the grades he needs to, and maintaining or improving upon the others. tomorrow is another day of work for me, and by next weekend i fully expect to be exhausted. hell, i fully expect to be exhausted by tomorrow evening....and for that matter, to wake up exhausted tomorrow morning. i don't really notice the fatigue during the work day, motion begets motion and momentum builds up to keep me going- but that just makes the crash on the other end more inevitable. i probably ought to go get some sleep.....though if my track record runs true, if by no means follows that i will. the actual act (is that redundant?) of sleeping is not really very enjoyable, or productive for that matter. waking up completely rested, with no pressing business to attend to, is certainly quite satisfying. remembering a particularly vivid dream is, too- but sleeping itself? not the most thrilling activity.
i wonder if anyone's ever done a long-term study on burning the candle at both ends. i suspect people that push the hardest and sleep the least actually burn out quicker (by which i mean "die sooner"). a lot of folk wisdom/common knowledge/wive's tales have a basis in observable truth, and i wonder if that might be the origin of the previous term....?
blah. i'm even boring myself now. time to go.
2006-02-19
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