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Started feeling slightly off recently at around about Saturday morning, when i woke up. Started with my throat threatening to be or it was not quite sure if it was sore but something was acting up. Kinda ignored it, thought it might go away(you know like the ostrich putting it's head in the ground, can't see the problem...there is no problem syndrome) and eventually I forgot about it. That is until the next morning and it was still there, this time I was congested and I knew then that I was coming down with something. Most of the day seemed ok but near the end of the day my nose began to act up and I was sniffling and snorting and the whole bang-shoot, basically whatever I picked up had set in and it was pretty uncomfortable as I had content with breathing through my mouth which is not weird until you're restricted to it. Anyway, I spent most of the day static, mostly staying indoors, moping about watching TV(French Open) because I was not really up for anything. I decided after a day of moping to go do something, watch a movie, go for a walk - do something. Do I did. Came back and found myself eventually heading to bed. Then it started. I couldn't sleep. I was either sneeze-coughing (which sounded like a daemon was coming out of me) or I was contending with the fluid build up in my nose and the need to blow my nose every 2 and a half minutes. At this point i wised up and started taking decongestive tablets. Eventually I went to bed at 2am, well I think I did only to wake up tired and worse off - oh and I had a head ache and my arms and legs were like, "Woah negatory dude...". So now I'm confined to my bed bored out of my mind and well all I can do is sleep or blog. I'm sick of the former so doing he later now.
Thankfully I'm not in the office today(called in sick) because I could see myself there with tissues, sneezing, coughing and spluttering only to face those critical, insesent gazes from your work colleagues thinking, "gees, I'm probably going to get what he's got. Shy is he in?". So I'm not up for that, so I think it's a good compromise - but it's as boring as chewing wood.
Don't really feel like watching TV either- which means I'm almost dying(not really) but I'm not with the world today.
That said, I've scoped out the entire room for candidates for re-arrangement. I think I'm doing to have to move a few things - an unfortunate trait that I've inherited. Also, I now think I know what the best arrangement will be for the maximum amount of space too vs practicality in terms of storage space. It's Sad but true.
Another clear winner is ultra soft ply tissue paper - nothing worse than a raw nose because of blowing! There, you see, everyday is a school day!
*Ha-TISSUE*
Thankfully I'm not in the office today(called in sick) because I could see myself there with tissues, sneezing, coughing and spluttering only to face those critical, insesent gazes from your work colleagues thinking, "gees, I'm probably going to get what he's got. Shy is he in?". So I'm not up for that, so I think it's a good compromise - but it's as boring as chewing wood.
Don't really feel like watching TV either- which means I'm almost dying(not really) but I'm not with the world today.
That said, I've scoped out the entire room for candidates for re-arrangement. I think I'm doing to have to move a few things - an unfortunate trait that I've inherited. Also, I now think I know what the best arrangement will be for the maximum amount of space too vs practicality in terms of storage space. It's Sad but true.
Another clear winner is ultra soft ply tissue paper - nothing worse than a raw nose because of blowing! There, you see, everyday is a school day!
*Ha-TISSUE*
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Friday was pretty cool I suppose. We finished early and the engineering team went bowling. Needless to say I sucked but it was kinda cool. We got to wear some seriously retro shoes which made me look like a jazz dancer. I managed, spastically to get 2 strikes and did my little dance, which subsequently I vowed never to do again. The bowling alley was US based so we are looking at a typical diner eating area, American football team flags, ice hockey on the big screen and yeah pretty cool.
I ordered a Milkshake an to my horror, they brought me a milkshake - it was like they had milk, through it in a glass and shook it. Outrageous. Anyway I got my sugar spike later on half way through me spazzing out 45 minutes in with a decent Sprite - you can't mess that up. Then, after a while we kinda just finished but it was cool to try and keep everyone together, cheering the chaps on - even through they sucked a little bit more than me. It's always nice to make everyone feel normal.
That said, we're not normal - no frigging way, for one I don't really drink so that's sorta strange in London as everyone is like "wooaha you don't drink what's up with you?!" but I'm cool with that and the other is that we write computer software and have spaced out crazy conversations about science, evolution an the meanin of life. Spider man is way more real than batman and the large Hydron Collider(LHC) is basically a "huge cannon with layers - like an onion". I rest my case, lock me up and take me away. if you didn't understand a word of the last few seconds, don't worry it's understandable. We're just strange.
The pretty sucky thing though is that I think I picked up a sore through while bowling - I can't be for sure but I might as well blame it on that...
I've been sneezing, spluttering and snorting all weekend. My nose is like a mid Atlantic tornado. my head is jingling like slot machine. I've nearly run out of tissue paper and I turned on the kettle on for the 2nd time this year so I could make a cup of hot medicated lemon drink to sooth my tender throat.
Yeah I know. MTFU(Man The F...you can work the rest out)
In my frail, rather helpless state - I reached up on the table for my laptop and ... well just perused the cinema film listing in a one last ditch effort to do something with my weekend which involves nothing to do with Spearmint or lemon or any other god awful flavours and went and watched The Hang over part 2, which made me laugh.
I'm now in the process of making some soup which optimistically will solve all my health problems by tomorrow. What? It worked for Scuby Doo.
out.
I ordered a Milkshake an to my horror, they brought me a milkshake - it was like they had milk, through it in a glass and shook it. Outrageous. Anyway I got my sugar spike later on half way through me spazzing out 45 minutes in with a decent Sprite - you can't mess that up. Then, after a while we kinda just finished but it was cool to try and keep everyone together, cheering the chaps on - even through they sucked a little bit more than me. It's always nice to make everyone feel normal.
That said, we're not normal - no frigging way, for one I don't really drink so that's sorta strange in London as everyone is like "wooaha you don't drink what's up with you?!" but I'm cool with that and the other is that we write computer software and have spaced out crazy conversations about science, evolution an the meanin of life. Spider man is way more real than batman and the large Hydron Collider(LHC) is basically a "huge cannon with layers - like an onion". I rest my case, lock me up and take me away. if you didn't understand a word of the last few seconds, don't worry it's understandable. We're just strange.
The pretty sucky thing though is that I think I picked up a sore through while bowling - I can't be for sure but I might as well blame it on that...
I've been sneezing, spluttering and snorting all weekend. My nose is like a mid Atlantic tornado. my head is jingling like slot machine. I've nearly run out of tissue paper and I turned on the kettle on for the 2nd time this year so I could make a cup of hot medicated lemon drink to sooth my tender throat.
Yeah I know. MTFU(Man The F...you can work the rest out)
In my frail, rather helpless state - I reached up on the table for my laptop and ... well just perused the cinema film listing in a one last ditch effort to do something with my weekend which involves nothing to do with Spearmint or lemon or any other god awful flavours and went and watched The Hang over part 2, which made me laugh.
I'm now in the process of making some soup which optimistically will solve all my health problems by tomorrow. What? It worked for Scuby Doo.
out.
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I must be honest, one thing that tends to bother me is when someone tells me I'm wrong. I know everyone doesn't want to be wrong and you probably find it's that feeling of irritation that drives you to not be wrong the next time. But man it irritates me. Especially when you're mostly right but something comes up which tends to invalidate your efforts. Like today, I found out that my SQL query that I constructed quite proudly over the past couple of days was correct but inefficient.
I come to realise that my reaction to failure is fairly dramatic not outwardly(I don't flip out) but inwardly - so what happened a few hours ago is still working me up. It's actually pretty silly to be so agitated but when you consider the effort to research and learn, analyse say a new subsystem's implementation and then construct a query to interact with it, bearing in mind you feel confident and proud that you pulled it off, only to find it falls apart in an instant when a different and alternative view is taken on it. That sucks. It's almost liken it to being bitten or being beaten up, not looking where you're going or generally not watching out and almost to the extent of being a little careless.
However, what is apparent is it does highlight the effectiveness of reviews and having an alternative perspective however humiliating and humbling it may be. You essentially learn from it but I'm extremely disappointed by it.
It was interesting because for a while you can't understand how you could've gone so wrong and you try to find out that surely there is a problem in the seeming flaw in your approach but when you think about it - I didn't completely implement it as you might have done.
The skill here I suppose is to understand your reaction and learn from it. But that sucks too.
I think I new project in life, I'm bored of this one.
I come to realise that my reaction to failure is fairly dramatic not outwardly(I don't flip out) but inwardly - so what happened a few hours ago is still working me up. It's actually pretty silly to be so agitated but when you consider the effort to research and learn, analyse say a new subsystem's implementation and then construct a query to interact with it, bearing in mind you feel confident and proud that you pulled it off, only to find it falls apart in an instant when a different and alternative view is taken on it. That sucks. It's almost liken it to being bitten or being beaten up, not looking where you're going or generally not watching out and almost to the extent of being a little careless.
However, what is apparent is it does highlight the effectiveness of reviews and having an alternative perspective however humiliating and humbling it may be. You essentially learn from it but I'm extremely disappointed by it.
It was interesting because for a while you can't understand how you could've gone so wrong and you try to find out that surely there is a problem in the seeming flaw in your approach but when you think about it - I didn't completely implement it as you might have done.
The skill here I suppose is to understand your reaction and learn from it. But that sucks too.
I think I new project in life, I'm bored of this one.
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