My brain is functioning, but slowly
Aug. 4th, 2002 06:55 pmAfter a nap this afternoon, following a movie outing with DK, ![[profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
mouseman and purplecthulhu to see "Signs".... a bit religiously heavy-handed, perhaps, but very well produced suspense/horror, almost Hitchcockian. And with funny moments... "They're 30-year old nerds who've never had a girlfriend! They form secret societies..." Hm... so that's how the cabals get started. patgreene will like this movie, I think.
Over the past couple of weeks, I've felt slightly numbed, slightly slowed... not quite my-brain-is-turning-to-mush, but perhaps it has lost a half-step. I'm missing openings in conversation and muttering inanities... this morningtherealjae noticed and jumped on this, asking me if I'd become a Rogerian psychologist (a la the Eliza program), simply paraphrasing and repeating back what was heard rather than adding any value to a given conversation... at Haughton, I'd sometimes withdraw from conversations over the past two weeks because I didn't feel that I had anything worth saying. Or the energy to invest in saying it.... a marked change in behavior.
Simple example: wheneck asked me this afternoon what music I liked, and then what CD I had most recently gotten... I just blanked. On something that simple...
At the same time, physiological coordination has waned slightly, as well.... in the field, I took a couple of pratfalls. And my typing has gotten worse lately, slower and with many more typos. Four just in writing (gr, make that five) this entry. And my toes are still numbed and tingly.
Prolonged sleep deprivation or stress? Endorphins? Lack of exercise reducing blood flow to the brain (drat, that's six) and extremities? I don't know what's going on. Right now, I wish I could just curl up and do nothing for about two or three days, then do some vigorous (seven...) exercise. Instead, I'm off to Minneapolis tomorrow for business, then home for five days, then off again to Washington, DC next week.
mouseman and purplecthulhu to see "Signs".... a bit religiously heavy-handed, perhaps, but very well produced suspense/horror, almost Hitchcockian. And with funny moments... "They're 30-year old nerds who've never had a girlfriend! They form secret societies..." Hm... so that's how the cabals get started. patgreene will like this movie, I think.Over the past couple of weeks, I've felt slightly numbed, slightly slowed... not quite my-brain-is-turning-to-mush, but perhaps it has lost a half-step. I'm missing openings in conversation and muttering inanities... this morning
therealjae noticed and jumped on this, asking me if I'd become a Rogerian psychologist (a la the Eliza program), simply paraphrasing and repeating back what was heard rather than adding any value to a given conversation... at Haughton, I'd sometimes withdraw from conversations over the past two weeks because I didn't feel that I had anything worth saying. Or the energy to invest in saying it.... a marked change in behavior. Simple example: when
eck asked me this afternoon what music I liked, and then what CD I had most recently gotten... I just blanked. On something that simple... At the same time, physiological coordination has waned slightly, as well.... in the field, I took a couple of pratfalls. And my typing has gotten worse lately, slower and with many more typos. Four just in writing (gr, make that five) this entry. And my toes are still numbed and tingly.
Prolonged sleep deprivation or stress? Endorphins? Lack of exercise reducing blood flow to the brain (drat, that's six) and extremities? I don't know what's going on. Right now, I wish I could just curl up and do nothing for about two or three days, then do some vigorous (seven...) exercise. Instead, I'm off to Minneapolis tomorrow for business, then home for five days, then off again to Washington, DC next week.
