My head is somehow kind of painfully full of something icky, I don't know, it's gross. It hurts. I have a headache, to put it more clearly. It's a weird headache, and is possibly sinus-related, but I don't know. In short, it sucks.
I went on a massive Wikipedia bender last night. It was the culmination of a moment of ill-advised self-entertainment on Tuesday-- I had a bad day Tuesday and just didn't know what to do with myself, and sort of idly went to en.wikipedia.org/wiki and typed in something random. I lost almost an hour, as I'd expected, but instead of emerging fresh after having been pleasantly diverted, I spent the rest of the day guiltily clicking back over to look at it.
(A selection from my browser history, in no particular order: Pazyryk, kurgan, scythian, sarmatian, sand mandala, sprachbund, the Black Death, Anacharsis, Anatolian Bump, Black Dutch, Melungeon, Centum-Satem isogloss, Ciguatera, Dies Irae, Ars Moriendi, Latgalian, Latgalians, Letts, Livonian Brothers of the Sword, Toba catastrophe theory, tumulus, population bottleneck, mitochondrial DNA, moray eels, polydactyly, zeolite, hepa, carbon, charcoal...)
I held off that night, and the next day at work, but last night while Z was over at his mom's dealing with the geriatric ward (Z's mom is in Philly for the weekend. The antique cat and dog are both on so much medicine it's kind of hard to believe)... I kind of went nuts again. I don't know how. I started with the Chalcolithic, and somehow found myself looking up Japanese porn through the ages, and went off on tangents about human sacrifice and Maya blue and the like. (Remind me to link to the earliest known tentacle porn. I don't dare search for it at work, mostly because I don't want to get back onto Wikipedia and die there trapped in the fascination.)
So I'm a bit Wiki-hungover today. And guess what!
The receptionist is out sick.
Which means I'm periodically trapped up at that desk, unable to access my work, and have to somehow amuse myself. All I have is a pen, some paper, and an Internet browser.
Oh shit.
So yeah, today I read up on the Antithykera device (which you're all safe from finding out about because i can't spell it) and then a series of archaeological anomalies from all over, copper scrolls and inscrutable manuscripts, John Dee and cherubim, the Ark of the Covenant, the Third Jewish Uprising, the mercy seat, etcetera.
I am doomed. I expect I'll be away from the Internet a lot this weekend, mostly for the preservation of my own life.
I have such an addictive personality, I cannot believe that I am so relatively sane and sober at this date. I also find it humorously ironic, given how much time I spent this week on the Internet, that my main objection to doing drugs is that i don't have that kind of time to devote to being useless. (I'm serious! You smoke weed, you're loopy and unable to concentrate for about four hours and then you fall asleep for another eight. Do I have twelve hours in which to get nothing done? No! But there's nothing worse than getting super high and then suddenly deciding you don't want to be high anymore. Fuck that shit! I don't have time. Somehow alcohol doesn't have that effect on me. All of this is, of course, humorously ironic because while a normal person wouldn't find twelve hours excessive to devote to the multitasking of getting fucked-up and getting a good night's sleep, but would find it excessive to devote to a pointless Wikipedia binge... I don't need to finish that overly-long and complex sentence.)
Unrelated: Very excited for next week, because
buschibaby is coming and I have not seen her in ages and squeeeeee &c. I won't attempt to convey my excitement further, as it's not conveyable. :D
I went on a massive Wikipedia bender last night. It was the culmination of a moment of ill-advised self-entertainment on Tuesday-- I had a bad day Tuesday and just didn't know what to do with myself, and sort of idly went to en.wikipedia.org/wiki and typed in something random. I lost almost an hour, as I'd expected, but instead of emerging fresh after having been pleasantly diverted, I spent the rest of the day guiltily clicking back over to look at it.
(A selection from my browser history, in no particular order: Pazyryk, kurgan, scythian, sarmatian, sand mandala, sprachbund, the Black Death, Anacharsis, Anatolian Bump, Black Dutch, Melungeon, Centum-Satem isogloss, Ciguatera, Dies Irae, Ars Moriendi, Latgalian, Latgalians, Letts, Livonian Brothers of the Sword, Toba catastrophe theory, tumulus, population bottleneck, mitochondrial DNA, moray eels, polydactyly, zeolite, hepa, carbon, charcoal...)
I held off that night, and the next day at work, but last night while Z was over at his mom's dealing with the geriatric ward (Z's mom is in Philly for the weekend. The antique cat and dog are both on so much medicine it's kind of hard to believe)... I kind of went nuts again. I don't know how. I started with the Chalcolithic, and somehow found myself looking up Japanese porn through the ages, and went off on tangents about human sacrifice and Maya blue and the like. (Remind me to link to the earliest known tentacle porn. I don't dare search for it at work, mostly because I don't want to get back onto Wikipedia and die there trapped in the fascination.)
So I'm a bit Wiki-hungover today. And guess what!
The receptionist is out sick.
Which means I'm periodically trapped up at that desk, unable to access my work, and have to somehow amuse myself. All I have is a pen, some paper, and an Internet browser.
Oh shit.
So yeah, today I read up on the Antithykera device (which you're all safe from finding out about because i can't spell it) and then a series of archaeological anomalies from all over, copper scrolls and inscrutable manuscripts, John Dee and cherubim, the Ark of the Covenant, the Third Jewish Uprising, the mercy seat, etcetera.
I am doomed. I expect I'll be away from the Internet a lot this weekend, mostly for the preservation of my own life.
I have such an addictive personality, I cannot believe that I am so relatively sane and sober at this date. I also find it humorously ironic, given how much time I spent this week on the Internet, that my main objection to doing drugs is that i don't have that kind of time to devote to being useless. (I'm serious! You smoke weed, you're loopy and unable to concentrate for about four hours and then you fall asleep for another eight. Do I have twelve hours in which to get nothing done? No! But there's nothing worse than getting super high and then suddenly deciding you don't want to be high anymore. Fuck that shit! I don't have time. Somehow alcohol doesn't have that effect on me. All of this is, of course, humorously ironic because while a normal person wouldn't find twelve hours excessive to devote to the multitasking of getting fucked-up and getting a good night's sleep, but would find it excessive to devote to a pointless Wikipedia binge... I don't need to finish that overly-long and complex sentence.)
Unrelated: Very excited for next week, because