Biding My Time
Wow...remember how, in my last post, I complained about being really tired when I got back from Calgary? Damn yo...that weren't nothin' compared to how dead I am right now, and this is AFTER I've taken a good 4 hour nap.
I got in five or so hours ago from my cross-country oddyssey to Halifax. I've never been so tired that I was actually physically shaking before--little muscle tremors kept on chasing each other over my arms and legs--and I never want to be again. Thanks, but I LIKE being able to focus my eyes.
Jet lag sucks ass...especially when you never really get the opportunity to recover from it. I mean, I've had these freaking interviews like clockwork every weekend for the past month (and I'm not done yet)...so I get somewhere (and damn, BC is the WORST place to be living if you're travelling in Canada...we are behind everyone!) and spend all of my time desperately trying to adjust to the time change. It's only a few hours, but that makes a big difference when your interviews are ALL at 9 in the morning (read 5 or 6 am BC time) so you've gotta wake up at 6 am and your thrice-damned brain won't let you sleep until like 3 am anyways. I swear, this past weekend, I got a grand total of ten hours of sleep over three nights, and that's counting an afternoon nap.
But that's not even the worst of it, because then you come home to BC and find that, though you couldn't get on to eastern time while you were actually there, you've switched over at some point in your flight back West. So I find myself waking up at like 7 and 8 am (voluntarily! that NEVER happens!) and sleeping at 10 pm. And of course that is about the worst possible sleeping schedual if I want to see Jon (who prefers to go to bed at 2 am and wake up half an hour before he has to leave). And that just puts me in a bad mood period.
But it will all be over soon...well...in a month or so anyways.
On a lighter note, I met Jon's family this past weekend (something that I thought would be very stressful, but which proved to be very enjoyable...they're much less scary than my family). Everyone was very kind and quite understanding (considering my primarily non-functional mental state) and very encouraging...and funny! I can see where Jon gets his sense of humour. His brother Jeremy has one that's quite similar...though perhaps a little more subtle (heh). I got dog fur all over everything (and brilliantly packed mostly black and grey clothing...so it's pretty visible) because their dogs are like the friendliest things on earth and will give you no peace until you've acquiesced to patting them. And his mother is crazy (she drove me to the airport at 4 am in the snow!). I really missed Jon while I was there though, and it's really obvious that they miss him too.
The interview itself was so-so...but hey, what the fuck do I know? My interviewers seemed a little disinterested in me...but I talked to others who were interviewed by the same panel, and they got that same impression I did...so hopefully things work out. It'd be really cool to go to Dal.
I've rambled enough, and this is barely coherent, let alone interesting. But I thought things needed an update. Perhaps I'll be able to comment on things a little more lucidly when I've gotten a decent night's sleep.
I got in five or so hours ago from my cross-country oddyssey to Halifax. I've never been so tired that I was actually physically shaking before--little muscle tremors kept on chasing each other over my arms and legs--and I never want to be again. Thanks, but I LIKE being able to focus my eyes.
Jet lag sucks ass...especially when you never really get the opportunity to recover from it. I mean, I've had these freaking interviews like clockwork every weekend for the past month (and I'm not done yet)...so I get somewhere (and damn, BC is the WORST place to be living if you're travelling in Canada...we are behind everyone!) and spend all of my time desperately trying to adjust to the time change. It's only a few hours, but that makes a big difference when your interviews are ALL at 9 in the morning (read 5 or 6 am BC time) so you've gotta wake up at 6 am and your thrice-damned brain won't let you sleep until like 3 am anyways. I swear, this past weekend, I got a grand total of ten hours of sleep over three nights, and that's counting an afternoon nap.
But that's not even the worst of it, because then you come home to BC and find that, though you couldn't get on to eastern time while you were actually there, you've switched over at some point in your flight back West. So I find myself waking up at like 7 and 8 am (voluntarily! that NEVER happens!) and sleeping at 10 pm. And of course that is about the worst possible sleeping schedual if I want to see Jon (who prefers to go to bed at 2 am and wake up half an hour before he has to leave). And that just puts me in a bad mood period.
But it will all be over soon...well...in a month or so anyways.
On a lighter note, I met Jon's family this past weekend (something that I thought would be very stressful, but which proved to be very enjoyable...they're much less scary than my family). Everyone was very kind and quite understanding (considering my primarily non-functional mental state) and very encouraging...and funny! I can see where Jon gets his sense of humour. His brother Jeremy has one that's quite similar...though perhaps a little more subtle (heh). I got dog fur all over everything (and brilliantly packed mostly black and grey clothing...so it's pretty visible) because their dogs are like the friendliest things on earth and will give you no peace until you've acquiesced to patting them. And his mother is crazy (she drove me to the airport at 4 am in the snow!). I really missed Jon while I was there though, and it's really obvious that they miss him too.
The interview itself was so-so...but hey, what the fuck do I know? My interviewers seemed a little disinterested in me...but I talked to others who were interviewed by the same panel, and they got that same impression I did...so hopefully things work out. It'd be really cool to go to Dal.
I've rambled enough, and this is barely coherent, let alone interesting. But I thought things needed an update. Perhaps I'll be able to comment on things a little more lucidly when I've gotten a decent night's sleep.
posted by Keltok at 5:33 PM
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