Sleep when you can cry? Eat when you can work?
No, nothing's wrong. At least nothing major. Eric's been in Chicago since Wednesday and he comes home today - so it's wrong that he's away from me.
When he's not home, I turn into ultra slob. I don't make the bed, I let dishes pile up, stay up really late/early watching TV and eat bad food. I've been working through lunch too. Fast/convenient food makes this possible. Lunch these past few days was chili cheese fries on Wednesday AND Thursday and a bag of Fritos and Cheetos on Friday. I occupy myself as much as possible so time 'passes quicker' and less time to think about Eric being away. This is wrong and now I'm tired, hungry and sleep deprived.
Yesterday, my mind was completely diverted at work. Mostly because I was operating on 4 hours sleep. I seriously had trouble thinking what my next step was while doing my daily duties. I watched a double feature at home: a bootleg copy of Da Vinci Code and, on IFC, Once Were Warriors. I was actually intrigued by Da Vinci Code, I really didn't know what to expect because I hadn't read the book and am unfamiliar with the characters. I thought the pacing was nice and Paul Bettany is a scary motherf-cker.
I think I put the movie on just before midnight and afterwards I was pumped and awake so I stayed up for Once Were Warriors. If that wasn't a downer. I turned off the TV at 3am, drained and upset. I admired Beth, played by awesome Rena Owen, for her strength and love for her family but it was getting really hard to believe she could love her awful bully of a husband Jake, played by Temuera Morrison, familiar to me as the guy who played Boba Fett in the Star Wars prequels. But that blind love exists and unfortunately, for the family, it resulted in tragedy. Then I was off to bed, only to wake up at 7am to get ready for work. My eyes were so puffy from the crying and the lack of sleep.
Now I'm getting ready for a football game - Stanford VS Oregon. I've never been to a college or professional football game. This should be interesting. Heh, and I have to make the bed, put the dishes away and collect all the mugs and glasses I've left in every room of the condo.