I have a confession to make. I’m on my second caffeinated beverage of the day. Well, actually my second Coke of the day. The sad fact of the matter is that not that long ago, Coke, Pepsi, and the like were not part of my routine. Then I started getting regular migraines, and having no health insurance and an allergy to acetaminophen, caffeine was my only relief. Thus began the downward spiral. Which brings me to today.
It has been a stressful week, even if it is only Wednesday. We finally got our network back up and running after nearly a month without it because of our office move. Which means there are about 4700 things I need to do that have been languishing in various piles on my desk. 4700 things I so don’t want to face. Additionally, even though I haven’t received my W-2 yet, I’m pretty sure I’m going to be paying several hundred dollars in taxes. Last year I got a whopping $7 back and in the intervening year, I’ve begun working full time and had two pay raises. So I’m a little stressed about when I’ll be able to eat again. Finally, people I know and love have been having major stress-causing issues pop up in their lives, which make me stressed. Which is all an explanation of why, last night, instead of doing the practical, responsible thing by going to bed, I stayed up until 1 a.m. watching reruns of The X-Files with Miss Parker.
They were great episodes, combining the humor and suspense for which the series was known. In addition, Parker and I have the retinue of private, inside jokes that accumulate from a shared obsession of over six years. We were cracking ourselves up during those two hours we watched. It was a great stress reliever. Plus, as my screen name indicates, Agent Mulder (and his alter ego, David Duchovny) is one of my oldest TV boyfriends, second only to one Mr. John Stamos, who captured my 8 year-old heart as Uncle Jesse and hasn’t quite relinquished hold of it. And thus, here I sit, sipping my Cherry Coke wishing I could take a nap, all because episodes of The X-Files, ones Parker owns on DVD mind you, were playing in real time on TNT. Where are my priorities?
7 comments:
Your priorites are exactly in order! I think those moments of exhausted humor and bonding with loved ones and roomates are what make life rememberable and special. At the end of the year I don't count up all of the stresses, I remember all of the goofy, and wonderful time-wasting moments that have made a wonderful year! This past year, during a particularly stressful moment of my life, my two roomates and I decided to lay out on the lawn against a grassy slope and hide from a certain boy who was courting one of the roomates, we knew he was coming over. When ever a car came into our lot my roomate would say, Okay, flat! And we all died of laughing because I mentioned that none of us our flat chested! Suddenly five minutes turned into an hour and a half of laying shoulder-to-shoulder on the lawn, looking at the stars and clouds and laughing! That is one of my best memories from 2005. Congratulate yourself on the art of relaxation and enjoyment!
I do sympathize though. Yuck! And I'm not condeming the caffine by any means! Its medicinal for your sanity! :)
If you never let it out it is likely to escape in a non-acceptible enviroment, like work. I agree with Esperanza! Life is given meaning by those wonderful times of silliness. Make them worthwhile! No guilt!
Sure. Fine. Whatever.
No, Parker, I do not see the horns right there.
But it's the mark of the horned beast. You can't see that?
Was that one of the episodes you guys watched?
By the way, Jay de Boom is dating Alanis.
Yes it was, Margie. And how is Terri these days? It still weirds me out that Alanis and Boom hooked up. Did you see her blonde hair at the Golden Globes. Not a fan.
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