Since Vertigo is going to be plaguing me for at least a another week... and I am sick of seeing Vertigo in the title of my posts, I present a change in titles. Just assume that I still have this lovely dizziness until I start posting about not having it.
I am starting to get pretty frustrated with the whole illness. I just want to be able to walk normal again... and feel normal again.
Went to the doctor today. It is just going to take time until I am back to normal. Time meaning an unknown amount of time.
I have been advised not to fly for the month of May which is bad news for my job and bad news for my trip to Arizona. If I am feeling good, I think I still might try the flight to AZ. I have a few weeks to recover.
Started a bit later today, and I am feeling fairly well. I have high hope for getting stuff done today.
I can walk in a straight line for short distances, which I consider a great improvement.
Over did it at the office again. I have to start taking it easy or I am going to get ill again, which means more time off work; and my projects are for enough behind that I don't need that.
I am still walking like a drunk and having a hard time thinking, which is making work more challenging than normal.
Back in the office.
After about the first two hours, I was really beginning to think that it was a bad idea. But after a few more hours, I was back into it, not at full-speed, but back into it.
Today, I decided to get brave; I had decided that Monday I was going to work... and to get there I must drive. So even though I still could not walk in a straight line, I decided to drive.
It turned out that driving is easier than walking. Since discovering this, I have a new theory. Since it takes less effort, balance, and coordination to drive than walk; just maybe, we should make smaller cars and teach children how to drive, and let adults walk (or be driven around by children).
Note: I am still not thinking clearly.
This was the first day that I would actually agree to the fact that I was starting to feel better, and that I might actually recover. Previously, I was lost in a lot of dreams about being stuck in bed forever.
As much as I had been sleeping, I was starting to loose the difference between life, thoughts, and dreams. It really hit me that I could not tell the difference between something that I had done, something that I was thinking about doing, or something that I was dreaming about.
It also hit me that it was not Saturday.
Still can't walk. It is amazing how the distance between my bed and the bathroom felt like a ten-lane freeway.
I also noticed that I was not bored. I am usually bored after a few minutes of doing nothing. I am not sure what it was; my theory is that I was too tired to be bored. Thus, it must take more effort to be bored than not to be bored.
From what I can remember, which is not much, I think I slept through most of the day. The meds made the day a lot more bearable. I almost had the confidence that I was not going to hurl.
In the middle of the night, I rolled over and it felt as though I spun a couple of time around. I just thought was really tired. A few hours later, I got up to take a shower; and sorta stumbled to the bathroom. From this moment everything went downhill quickly. If I moved my head, I lost the ability to stand and gained super-puking powers.
Sometime that morning, Ong took me to the doctor. I received a shot and went home to sleep... until the next day. If I woke up, I don't remember.
Nothing exciting to report; it appears to just be another Monday. There is just something boring about Mondays, isn't there?
I have been planning to opening a clothing company since the age of 11. One thing has always been in my way, money. I have not won the lotto or anything, but my income has grown to allow for funding my hobby company.
A silkscreen press is being built... and Lounge Punk can finally be born.
Ong and I went to see The Punisher today. I felt that it was a really good movie... not an Oscar winner, but a good movie. I think it ranks up there with Spiderman even.
The wedding photos have moved to here. And the Australia photos have moved to here.
I have been so something that I have lost the ability to think, and yes, that scares me. My mind has just been a little bit everywhere but in one place, and I would just like to take back ownership.
I guess I am to blame, which makes it all a little harder to correct. Can't get away from me.
One of the guys from my office was fired today... there is always something sad about that.
Mick and I got a lot done at work today. We were the only guys in the office which had a lot to do with it. No distractions always makes for a good work day.
I had to throw together a demo today because the person that was supposed to do it, did it half way... barely. A demo needs to be the best work that we do.... so it always bothers me to do one in a hurry. There is just not enough time in four hours to do it properly.
Be sitting on the beach... but this beats working. I love Saturdays.
Went to see Just Dave at Harvell's in Santa Monica. We took along my workmate from Australia and had a pretty good evening. Even ended up at Hooter's... and I am still not sure how.
I have stumbled across a pretty cool blues band. They put me in the mood to see my friend's blues band, so I just might tomorrow night.
Today Antislacker.com is moving to its new home and is grow-up into something more. Antislacker is now "free hosting for the masses". The plan is to host domains for friends, family, friends of friends, family of friends, non-profit organizations, and starving artists/bands. So if you have a lonely and low-bandwidth domain... or you want one, drop me an email message and I will see what Antislacker can do for you.
When I went out to walk the dog this morning, the sidewalk at the bottom of the stairs was covered in snails... mostly little baby ones. Scary if you ask me.
I got my new laptop at work. It is an IBM ThinkPad... thus far, I am not impressed. For starters, it is the ugliest machine that I have ever seen... and being a designer, that is a large strike against the machine. Second, it come with a bunch of IBM software... I hate large companies, so Microsoft Windows is bad enough, but add IBM to the mix... not tolerable.
Maybe the machine will grow on me.
I will be heading off in about an hour to pick up a work-mate from the airport. He is from the Australian office; and this is his first trip to the US. In the other direction, Ong will be heading to the Fullerton train station to pick up Manders, whom we have missed.
New people and the return of friends, this seems like the makings for a party to me.
I smoked a cigar on Friday night and another on Saturday night. I always forget how relaxing it is to sit on the porch and just smoke. I should force myself in this habit a bit more often.
If you are wondering what Ong and I did for her birthday, wonder no more. We went to a nice little place in Anaheim called the White House. We had a great night with good food and good wine.