The outsider

I’m an outsider in several ways, tonight it is because so many people I know are tuning in to the last episode of breaking bad.

So far I have seen about half of one episode, ever.  This was just the other night. I have no idea what was going on but curiously, I felt drawn in. It is well written and acted (the little bit I saw at least) and I could tell why everyone raves about it.

Well, I’m not going to watch it, I’m turning twitter off for the night, and I’ll rent from the beginning and catch up eventually.

Good luck, Walter.

Fatigue

When I’m tired, I get really stupid.

My brain no longer processes life correctly. I make poor choices, my temper gets really short.  I get overly emotional and reactive.  I feel overwhelmed.  I lose the filter between my brain and my mouth (or keyboard).

While I’m glad I can recognize my own limitation, there is a problem:

I’m always so fucking tired.