I was just at Outland, as per my usual for friday nights.Unfortunately, my heart condition decided to act up during my favorite song of those they play there. And.. as usual for such things, it drained me of a lot of energy. This, combined with the most recent trip, made me almost unable to stand. I still find it exhausting to do so, despite having made it home. If my heart condition were a steak, this would be a 'medium rare' episode. If it had been even medium, I undoubtedly would've dropped to the floor, too tired to move. I seriously hate this week. The trip for work was frustrating, with lost luggage, malfunctioning drivers, and problems left by my predecessor... then problems with making my budget work.. philosophy was bogged down by someone who delights in word games and sloppy but rapidly generated thought as his argument style... and then my defective heart spoils what looked to be the one lengthy release. I believe I was in outland for about half an hour. I should still be there, dancing, and perhaps talking to people. Argh.
Damn. Now I'm too tired to get up. Will I sleep here? Will Imanage to drag myself to the bathtub for a long bath? Will Imanage to drag myself upstairs to my normal sleeping grounds?
On the upside, I got at least a slight upside born of a frustration. match.com's registration thing was messed up, and wouldn't let me pay. "the heart was willing, but the check was weak" :) Fortunately, someone else who dropped me a nice note but has incompatibilities with me dropped a note to the person I've been interested in, including my email address. I don't know if anything will come of it, but it's good news. I might subscribe anyhow if I don't hear back from her, once match.com gets their forms working again.
Ahh. That bath sounds nice. I've been meaning to add some new philosophical ideas I've been musing over, but I really don't think I'll manage to stay awake much longer.