Hello, I am a stereotype
Dec. 7th, 2006 10:20 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
My moodiness increases, and when I say "moody" what I mean is mood swings that would be best modelled by the enormous pendulum they have in the atrium at the Liberty Science Center. Some of it has been poor blood sugar management, admittedly, but the rest is a rotten stinkin' Gordian knot of shoulder pain, no aikido, putting on weight as a result, work stress, and exhaustion. Each aspect feeds the rest, and though I sometimes manage to get a bit of equilibrium from centering and kokyu-ho and other techniques proper to a good aikidoka that don't require you to throw people across the room, it's requiring active concentration to maintain, which it's not like I can do nothing but that every minute of the day, and it also costs a few END per phase. And sometimes when I'm really at the end of my rope, I can't even find my center. That's pretty fucked up right there, dude.
So, yes, I am by turns acting like every cheap stand-up comedian's jokes about women. This I loathe, which feeds right back into the above knot of brokenness.
I have an appointment with a shoulder specialist next week, which I daresay he'll send me straight to an MRI, and maybe then I can get some hard data about what's wrong and how long til it's fixed. I hate this limbo state, this lack of information; it's a far greater loss of control, to me, and I'm not good at that. And that feeds right back into the above knot of brokenness.
I've grown to like living in a semi-tidy house, and it seriously makes my ass twitch when it's not in order; but it's exhausting/frustrating trying to keep it that way, on top of everything else. So I'm wretched if I do, and wretched if I don't.
Getting angry about everything feels better, a bit more empowering, than being pathetic, but I daresay it's a lot harder on everyone around me.
So, yes, I am by turns acting like every cheap stand-up comedian's jokes about women. This I loathe, which feeds right back into the above knot of brokenness.
I have an appointment with a shoulder specialist next week, which I daresay he'll send me straight to an MRI, and maybe then I can get some hard data about what's wrong and how long til it's fixed. I hate this limbo state, this lack of information; it's a far greater loss of control, to me, and I'm not good at that. And that feeds right back into the above knot of brokenness.
I've grown to like living in a semi-tidy house, and it seriously makes my ass twitch when it's not in order; but it's exhausting/frustrating trying to keep it that way, on top of everything else. So I'm wretched if I do, and wretched if I don't.
Getting angry about everything feels better, a bit more empowering, than being pathetic, but I daresay it's a lot harder on everyone around me.
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Date: 2006-12-07 03:44 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-12-07 04:40 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-12-07 06:13 pm (UTC)Mind, I do really like walking around the city; it's just not always the most efficient exercise method.
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Date: 2006-12-07 06:56 pm (UTC)