tgif !!!! (even though it's saturday now)

yawn. i just woke up from a 4 hour nap, and i feel great! work was a long day, and at the end of it i had to drive a couple of guys to dulles aiport. we left baltimore at 5, which meant we got there at 730. ugh. i was then left to drive home (another 2 hours) (but i get the company car for a while- sweet!) and i just dropped when i got in. it was nice to get some sleep, but now the only problem is i woke up a little too perky for 2am, so i'm probably going to to be up for another 3 hours. my sleep patterns tend to get a little weird when left to their own devices. it's ok though, because tomorrow being saturday and all, i can just sleep the whole day away if i want. which i kind of do. because i can. perhaps tonight i will get an early start on my the house douching i was planning for tomorrow. all sorts of dust bunnies have unearthed themselves over the week and it's scary. looks like i'm not alone though. check out what purl is up to

after week 1 of living alone, i'm feeling pretty good. most of the week flew by because of work, but the time i have had at home i have spent going around re-arranging furniture and undoing every compromise i made regarding house decisions (hence the dust bunnies, and some other rather terrible stuff). slowly but surely, things are beginning to look exactly how *i* and only *i* want them and it's kind of nice. i do like being able to do whatever i want without having to worry about someone else's opinion; it's pretty refreshing. i've never been really good at sharing or compromising and now i don't have to. kind of a plus.

rearranging, cleaning, knitting and sewing: that's my big weekend. i'm working on a big funny looking hat with scalloped edging and possible a pom pom, and i also need to get to getting on the theater curtains im making. my house isn't exactly what you'd call "air tight" and the saran wrap i put on the windows needs some help. since heating prices have just risen 72%, i decided one way to counteract that would be to sew some floor to ceiling reinforced curtains and just close them when i'm home. if tapestries were good enough for the medieval peeps, they're good enough for me. i'm going back to my roots n shit. at least, i'm pretty sure someone i'm related to lived in a castle at some point. i mean, why not? i mean, i totally feel royal, so i can see where having an ancestor in a castle would fit. either way, the curtains will help with the draft in my living room, so that's that.

is it just me, or do you out there get *way* crazy productive following a break up? man, i'm off like a shot these days! i even ran a few times this week, which was awesome and helped me sleep.

so this week at work i became patient 1, and took one for the team (speaking of going back to my roots!). we have an ongoing joke in the office, because we do retinal photography stuff so we all end up being experimented on to test things. not being a shareholder, i refuse to get a fluoriscein exam, but i did donate my left eye to science and get it dilated so i could capture some test shots with a *very* fancy camera that needed to be evaluated.

holla at my fundus!!!! (fundus = retina= lining of the back of your eye)


yep, that's my eye. on the left, that yellow blob is the optic nerve, and the dark spot on the right is the fovea, which is where the light rays focus for your sharp color vision. so things like tv, reading, surfing the web for pictures of famous people to see what they're wearing: all that comes from the fovea. i could go on all day about the whack shit you can tell about someone from their eye. it's pretty cool.

i must admit, all things being equal this whole breakup deal is working out for the best (which is good i guess, since i have no choice, lol). i'm still a little bent that he did it all without so much as a word, but in the end it makes it easier to write him off if he's like that. he actually helped a lot by sending me a little nastygram about my making him out to be the bad guy in all of this. he was actually indignant that i'm pissed!!! his defense was that once when he came home from a trip i told him i thought we needed to break up, so how could i be mad at him for doing the same thing? direct quote: "the only difference between what you did and what i did was that you just didn't move everything out" um, yeah. that's a pretty key difference, no ?

so anyway, at that point i commenced to laugh hysterically, because it just seems completely futile to be irritated over someone who thinks like that (but fucking wow, did i really think i wanted to be with him?? i don't do the boyfriend thing very often, but man can i pick 'em). there is clearly not going to be any satisfaction to be had by trying to talk to him about it, and so recognizing futility as i do, i give up.

ok well. i'm going to start cleaning now, and see how much i can get done at the exceedingly odd hour of 3am. this should be an interesting weekend, i will post pics of the various projects as soon as i unearth my digital camera (which i'm really hoping i do, since i haven't seen it in weeks)