The Bipolar Otaku

The trip home was uneventful. I finally did get my GPS working on my PDA, so that was mildly amusing.

I have decided that trying to do the full 20 mysteries of the rosary just because I have the time (ie during long drives) is really a bad idea... it really seems to lose any meaning when I am just rambling through them mindlessly. It certainly won't help that I'll have such long drives twice a week now.

My co-worker (the project lead) has decided that he thinks we should have both of us out in Brampton as often as possible, and that we should move up to a 6 or 7 day/week work schedule as quickly as possible, too. That means that these little jaunts out to Canada mayb not only become more frequent, but also longer, and therefore more invasive to my personal life. Instinctually, I'd say "I don't know how I feel about that" but I really do know how I feel about it. The question is how I will handle it.

The youth group had another "coffeehouse" event, last night, which basically consists of a couple guys playing guitar for us for a couple hours, then our pastor doing a Q&A session. The only problem with them is they end up going for about 5 hours, including clean up. Plus, since it's at Starbucks, the coffee sucks (in taste and in cost).

I did get to use my new camera though... did I ever mention my recent buying streak? I guess I was getting jealous of some of the other adults that were pulling out their tiny little cameras, and I really thought that using a phone to take pictures is rather ludicrous. I was going to bring it down to Toronto, but I forgot it in my room. Maybe next trip...

So, I got home around 12:30, IM'd for a while, downloaded some programs I thought would be nice on my PDA, and bought some stuff on the internet (of course), which explains why I'm still up at 4am. I also did a little cleanup around the house (very little). I'm happy that someone cut my lawn (I hope this means that Tom is no longer in a sling, but I wouldn't know since I hardly ever talk to my neighbors since I'm hardly ever home). I'm surprised how little mail was in my box... 3 days away and I'd expect at least 11 catalogs and 15 bills. Hardly anything... wonder if my sister stopped by, or if my neighbor thought he needed to take them for me... In any case, I should do some more clean up... Yup, I still hate this menial crap, but I guess I have to learn to accept it...

Someone told me something interesting the other day about attention deficit disorder. Basically, they were saying there were two different forms, male and female. The male form takes place with a lot of fidgitting and obnoxious behavior and things like that. The female form takes form of their outer life still appearing neat and orderly, but their inner life (dishes, bills, laundry) a complete mess... I responded by saying that I must have female ADD... Hey, if the shoe fits... granted, I think their list of symptoms is a bit skewed, but it also might explain why there have been a couple of girls I know diagnosed with ADD that I really though should have been diagnosed bipolar. Or maybe psychiatrists really don't have a clue and I'm wasting my money... probably not entirely true. Anyway...

So, I don't even have this PDA for a week, and I lost the stylus... I guess I'm glad I bought extras.