fatigue

i'm tired... not sure what else there is to say today.

saturday night we did end up going out around town with martin (the visiting post-doc), and it was actually a lot of fun. he seems like a really cool interesting person, and i think it'd be great if he came to work with us.

there's something incredibly demented about the fact that this makes me feel worse instead of better. [rolls eyes]

i can't remember anything notable happening on sunday. but that's not terribly unusual for a sunday. i did sleep very late though (like noonish, even after the time change). thank god i didn't drink anything; i had a headache just from being up so late the night before.

at work today, well, life goes on. i'm still not getting to even think about my research, what with all the stuff that needs to be done for the labs and semester project students. i'm actually worried that i might not be giving my semester project students enough guidance, but i'm trying my best, at least. this term is turning out to be one helluva insane trip.

oh, and my little mini-cactus is losing it's flowers. i hope it's not dying. maybe i overwatered it? my poor plants. i try so hard, and they still end up dying horrible horrible deaths. probably they scream little plant screams when they see me coming. like the ugly little girl that the dentist was going to give the clownfish to, in that silly little computer animation film last year. sigh.

well, i'd say by now it's pretty clear that the pendulum has swung. all i can do now is wait it out, i guess. for some reason, the fact that i've written all this down, and can actually track the sinusoid of my rhythmic psychological malfunctions seems really fucking disturbing.