A juggling technophile shares personal stories, challenges, humor and perhaps some political commentary.
All super secret personal stress tells indicate that I am very deep in the red on my pressure gauge. If my maximum depth is 150 meters I’d say I’m currently running on quickly depleting batteries at roughly 245 meters and rapidly taking on water.
Good things to avoid saying to me today, "Could you…" "The deadline needs to be sooner…" "The tree finally fell on the house" and "Guess who’s pregnant!" and "Hello." – not that any of those have been said mind you.
Student: I spend much of my life solving other people’s problems.
Master: Who solves yours?
This weekend’s mental weather was bad. It was a very important weekend to me and couldn’t have gone more wrong. However, it was a productive weekend and in that rewarding. The weekend had a bizarre dichotomy of suffering and pleasure.
Today’s forecast: mental collapse with occasional screams of agony and afternoon showers of salty tears.
Tomorrow’s forecast: stroke.
