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[Yoink]

Unplanned sleep is better than no sleep, and when you're ill, you shouldn't worry about your normal routines and procedures.

Well, naps certainly aren't helpful when it comes to improving one's sleeping habits. It's all a matter of self-training.
The latter part is true, but what was just a mild spot of illness (presumably due to the day a coupla sleeps ago where I ate nothing but a slice of bread and some unexpectedly spicy mi goreng noodles all day, followed by a meal of refried beans and tortillas when I finally got home) seems to have been kinda amplified by the whole "falling asleep" thing... I'm not sure if it's because I fell asleep with my hearing aids in, because of the position I was lying in, or simply because I was covered in insufficient blankets for the cold temperature, but my head is friggin' jam-packed with mucus.

Seriously, this is some ridiculous congestion, even by my standards. It's gotten worse and worse since I woke up, and for a moment there I could barely hear a damn thing and was actually dizzy due to the resulting impaired equilibrium... I fought valiantly for a while to disperse the cloggage by sniffing at this nasal vapour-stick-thingy, huffing some hot mustard and breathing in steam from a pot of warm water, not to mention a whole lotta nose-blowing, but it's still pretty damn bad. I think I'm just gonna go back -- ohh my right ear (the worse one, congestion-wise, and inconveniently also my less-deaf ear) just popped a little, maybe it's coming good -  to sleep after all and let this shit sort itself out. Ugh. >.<   

[Kagus]

It's a decidedly "gray" day today. I was slightly unsure earlier whether it was just another night of poor sleep or something, but while that may be true, it's also just one of those days.

I could gripe and whine about the usual inconsequential nothings, but instead I felt like bringing up a term the psychomotor physiotherapist mentioned at one point: "Shouldism".

Shouldism is, in contrast with the peaceful zen of its homophone Buddhism, the nearly religious obsession with everything you "should" be doing right now. I, like many others, have been a practicing Shouldist for many years without actually being aware of my spiritual affiliation. It's one of those dogmas that just creeps up and bites you in the ass when you're not looking.


There's no greater message here, I just thought it was a funny way of describing the pattern.

[KittyTac]

Talked to grisha5 on IRC today. He said that he's tired of the meme and is just lurking. Also said that Catmeat wasn't him when I asked him about that.

[hops]

grisha5 is kind of a dead meme at this point IMO, just like the birthday cake.

[JoshuaFH]

What is a Grisha5?

[George_Chickens]

What is a Grisha5?

Pathos but weak

[TD1]

What is a Grisha5?

Pathos but weak

The Pathos we seek

[Dunamisdeos]

This could also belong in the WTF thread, but my mother apparently broke a rib while sleeping?

She says that but I firmly believe she is part of an underground geriatric pit fighting ring.

[Hanslanda]

"The first rule of geriatric Fight Club is take your medication. The second rule of geriatric Fight Club is uh... Where was I?"

[Yoink]

Wait, was there a theory that Catmeat was grisha5??
Nah, Catmeat's a cool guy but as far as I'm aware he's not divinity.

Also, KittyTac, you realise you have now assumed the role of the new prophet, yes?

grisha5 be praised[

[Hanslanda]

If I'm going to worship anyone, its Satan. He's a decent incomprehensibly powerful physics breaking monster with impossible to understand morality.

[scriver]

No, he is a star, ever showing us the way and our place in the galaxy, shining his guiding light upon us even when all other lights abandon us.

[Kagus]

Teaching us to believe in ourselves and stand up against tyranny, regardless of how insurmountable it may seem.

[scriver]

Let us build a starship and sail it into his warm morning embrace

[Dunamisdeos]

"The first rule of geriatric Fight Club is take your medication. The second rule of geriatric Fight Club is uh... Where was I?"

This made me snork with laughter, and then a second later I realized there was sprite in my sinuses as a result. Relevant to the anecdote AND the thread.