A Day Of Awesome?

Yesterday was a weird day.

There were many awesome little tidbits throughout, but quite a lot of boredom and physical pain.

In terms of awesome, Dave the backwards talker (ie, a guy who talks backwards on the radio for the fun of it) said a couple of palindromes I submitted, including "Devil never even lived" which is just pure awesome.

Randall Monroe inspired me to create a ballpit somewhere in my house, or at the least make plans to have one when I get my own place (check out his blag for all the fun little details and some pictures. The little sketches I made for a dedicated ballpit/recreation room are impossible to decipher, but include a raised platform at the back for cushions/beanbags/couches, a fridge tucked away in the raised platform, a 2.5m x 2.5m x 0.6m ballpit, with a little platform on the side for the TV and well . . . despite costing several thousand dollars would just be pure awesome to have as a room in a house. I envy whoever gets the joy of living with me when I get one.

But then you have the not so awesome things that happened yesterday. I suffered numerous papercuts thanks to the latest batch of mailouts, and I still can't work out why papercuts sting so fucking much. I had to arrange discussions with a couple of guys who had no idea what was going on, and because all I knew was that they needed to have discussions with one of the mediators I couldn't do much more than "lolidunno, when can u talk?" There was the sheer joy of sending out masses of rejection emails to people who applied for jobs for a company we recruit for, and now I'm sifting through people saying "thanks for telling me that" and "wtf, i r so gud u must hav had orsm ppl apply cos i r teh greetest!".

Then getting home I was just completely out of it, something that is happening increasingly often for some odd reason, because I was never like that after working at Subway. I may have hated the world coming home from my shifts but I was never out of it, but coming home from working here I just feel . . . drained. It's incredibly weird because my workload is pretty minimal, hell, I spend a large portion of my day browsing Gaia and watching the occasional YouTube clip.

Maybe my body is just in desperate need of adjusting to doing next to nothing again.