Another Tuesday and I’m half awake. I have a headache the size of New York City and I’m fumbling around on my extremely messy desk for a my allergy pills. I feel like crap and want to go to bed. So I think I’m going to finish up some work, do my cardio workout, shower, then take a long nap this afternoon. I’ll probably feel better but right now it’s yuck yuck yuck.
When I’m sick I’m too easily distracted. For example, I just lost 5 minutes because I was checking out my Musicmatch Jukebox to see if the new MP3s I downloaded needed track editing, or if there was a new version of the Musicmatch software. Both were yes, so I spent the time checking files and updating before I realized that hey, I have the blog window open. Oh boy, I’m sick lol. Again, I’ll probably be fine this afternoon. I tend to bounce back. Honest, really I do, as I fall over and crawl back into bed lol.
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Saw Star Wars this weekend and I’m not going to give away the major spoilers. Well, other than the movie starts a 1/3 of the way into the book and they eliminate some key scenes from the book that actually EXPLAIN the romance between Padme and Annikin a bit better than what came off on the screen. I did realize from both, that Darth Vader was just of an impulsive whiny bastard as Luke always was. So maybe I’m finally buying the “Luke, Luke, I’m your father …” crap.
I don’t know if I was the only one who was down way back in the days that they revealed the father thing. I mean it was a plot twist, but we ALL had this image that Darth was a really cool alien or something. The movie “Chasing Amy” has a whole scene on this, with another perspective on the disappointment, and I tend to agree — I liked Darth more when he wasn’t this whiney little kid who turned into a whiny teenager. He better be damn cool in the third movie or there was no point in the prequels, IMODO.
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I’m trying to understand the Shakira song “Underneath Your Clothes” right now. I know it’s a ballad and as long as you hit the right notes to carry the sad tune, it doesn’t matter what the lyrics are, but damn, “UNDERNEATH YOUR CLOTHES there’s a Linux penguin, it’s the OS I chose, No more MS for me, and all the things I deserve for being a alternative OS Person, HONEY …” kinda work the same as the actual words as long as you really belt out the UNDERNEATH YOUR CLOTHES and HONEY bits.
And on that note … I’m going to fumble through some work before committing to the day.
k9