one of the most frustrating things in the world is trying to extract information from a recently-fluent non-native english speaker who is trying their damndest to be sarcastic. fluent enough to form sentences that could work as sarcasm, but not fluent enough to know how to express what they're saying in a sarcastic manner. fluent enough where you can't tell "wow, are they trying to be sarcastic, or just being a dick and dodging my question?" if i were in such a situation of misunderstandings, i would get myself one of those el-cheapo pens that have the ability to hold a single recording. i would then record the sound of a rim-shot, and play it whenever someone gave me the slack-jawwed look of someone who Isn't Getting It.

now that i think about it, i think i might do this anyway. [03.01.06@15:46]

one of my coworkers just made popcorn for no discernable reason. this is only worth noting because it smells nothing like popcorn, even bad popcorn, even bad burnt popcorn. no, instead it smells like froot loops.

now i can't seem to concentrate, as i can't stop thinking about how weird fake-fruit-flavored popcorn would taste. [03.22.06@14:45]

i am probably busier right now than i have been at any point previously in my life. i think the closest i have ever come to this was during the last few weeks of highschool, what with IB exams and last minute college stuff and making sure i could actually graduate and things. right now i'm juggling work, school, exams, two webdesign clients, taxes, bills, loans, e3, directional pad, game reviews, television, and somehow still having time to beat metroid prime hunters and squeeze in some rounds of tetris on the internets. on top of all of this, i've been dealing with the foot of oak pollen every tree in tampa has decided to spooge out over the past month, resulting in hilarious allergic reactions and in turn the use of allergy medication.

so somehow i'm doing all of this while feeling floaty and buzzed. better than doing it while feeling like i've got a 250ms ping to the world, i guess.

the one good thing i've noticed about effectively red-lining myself is that i just don't have time for anxiety. if all these things were spread out into a more managable timeframe, i'd be spending all my downtime obsessing over ridiculous crap like "OH SHIT DID I SEND ALL THE RIGHT THINGS IN MY E3 PACKET? WHAT IF I MIXED UP THINGS BETWEEN MINE AND ANDY'S??! WHAT IF ONE OF THE PAGES PRINTED WRONG AND I DIDN'T NOTICE?! OH NO I'M RUINED!". instead i have just enough time to arrive at the thoughts of these possibilities and then bam, it's off to the other 27 things i needed to do that hour. hopefully by the time i have time left to obsess about things, there won't be things left to obsess about.

that, or i will have gone completely mad, and won't have the presence of mind left to care about the fact that i'm obsessing about things. [03.28.06@15:08]