Everything is All Wonky

First off, I have to say -- "It's frickin' freezin' in here Mr. Bigelsworth!"

There is no such thing as a comfortable temperture in our office. It's either stuffy, but still chilly or so cold my fingernails are purplish and the joints in my fingers slightly ache. In the two years that I have been here, it would take all of my fingers and toes to count the number of times they've had technitians out here to work on it. In the middle of the humid, Virginia summers you'll find us here in hoodies and little heaters turned on near our feet. It is both hillarious and ridiculous -- and this coming form a person who likes being cool.

Besides that my whole equilbrium feels like it has been off all week. All day yesterday (Wednesday) I thought it was Tuesday, but today (Thursday) I feel like it's Friday.

For some reason my brain on occasion goes into these manic-like ADD episodes where I can not focus on anything. I can't write -- I've tried every night this week, but just end up staring at a blank page or only being able to do a few measely edits here and there. The really annoying thing though is that while I'm at work I am a plethora of ideas and scenes and conversations, and periodically find myself staring at my computer at work, realizing that I have no idea how long I've been lost in my own la-la land. Luckily the current story I'm updating is pretty much written anyway.

These states also seem to coincide with me doing more internet surfing and playing with new websites (i.e. sprucing up this very blog) and then doing something, that looking back, really made no sense. Like yesterday, I created another blog for my Fan Fiction, which seemed like a good idea, but really was a waste of time. Anyone who wants to read my stuff can find it on ff.net and I'm sure no one will find it and read it anyway, but yet it's there now. I guess I'll still transfer stuff over there since it's there and I mean with my luck with computers it won't hurt to have stuff there as a back up.

I feel both over and under stimulated right now. My job is pretty boring, but I have so much stuff to do that I don't know where to start. I'm slowly losing the battle over the territory that is my cubicle to mountains of phones and accesories that seem, well not seem -- they quite literaly do -- multiple every week. The problem is this is turning into a two man job and I am still only one, but hopefully by next month there will in fact be two of us -- if the bosses keep to their plans which they aren't always the greatest at.

I guess it's just mental pacing...I'm a physical pacer too, which I came by very naturally. Just about everyone it my dad's family paces, wags a foot, or something. I apparently pace and play with websites out of bordum.

So, I'm going to take in deep breaths and try to focus -- maybe having gotten this out will help.