OCD

Recently I have had a compulsion whenever I get near to a computer to check 1. e-mail 2. my other e-mail 3. facebook 4. who's been on my blog. That's right, I have two e-mail addresses. Most people consolidate their e-mail addresses by forwarding mail to a single address, but I actually prefer having more than one e-mail address. It gives me more to things to check :) Plus there's the invisible line drawn between the uses of my addresses...business (aka anything school related) and pleasure. In actuality, I have three e-mail addresses, but the other one, though it is not very useful, I kind of like it because it is the one e-mail address that is tamed, ie. I have very few e-mails go to that address. So, though my e-mail boxes are very cluttered, I have a superficial sense of organization!

The problem with my compulsion to obsess (or is it my obsession to compulse?) is that I know I'm not going to get any new information if I just checked the internet an hour earlier. With that knowledge, I anticipate that nothing new will arrive...and it is slightly disappointing. But I suppose that on the off-chance that I get a new mail, it's that much better. Lately I have been enjoying being away from a computer long enough to only check the internet once a day - it's like opening all of your Christmas presents at once on Christmas morning...and who isn't excited about that?

Busy Signal.

I just finished attempting to read an article that was passed out after a lecture session during a teaching day. Since I had to leave early last Friday, I missed this lecture, but finally had a chance to take a look at the article that accompanied the lecture. ZZzzzzzzzzzzzzzz...I find it so annoying when people pawn off their own work as the impetus for a lecture...why not give us something that is practical and reader-friendly.

Anyways, I think I am just generally agitated at this point. I can't pin all of my agitation on one stupid article.

Other than winning our flag football game (finals next weekend), this weekend has been another mundane two days of studying.

Today has been one of those days...where I'm feeling unsettled and unsatisfied. Something is missing, but I don't know what. Calling several of my friends in a single day is a clear indication that I am looking for some comfort, but I think everyone is too pre-occupied right now to be able to offer me anything more than a few minutes. It's very unsatisfying - really makes you feel incomplete. I hope that tomorrow offers me something more.

Fatal Attraction

A friend was telling me this hilarious story about her and her boyfriend. She showed him this shirt that her ex-boyfriend got her, and her current boyfriend exclaimed, "ew, that shirt is really ugly" (and I concur...I didn't like it very much when I saw it either). Then to show his disgust for this shirt (and for the ex), he started tearing it up to pieces, until it was in little shreds. He has a bit of a jealous complex when it comes to this guy. He was having a little trouble so he needed to get a pair of scissors to help him out. My friend thought that it was pretty funny. I thought it was pretty extreme, but to contribute, I suggested that he send the pieces of shirt to the ex in the mail anonymously.

I'm just waiting for shreds to be mailed to me. There just happens to be a parcel waiting for me at Canada Post right now...I wonder what it is.