Mein Butterchurner ist gestolen!
Ugh. Restless dreams of heroism and kung fu gave way to even more restless dreams of being almost shot about 20 times by 8-year-old gangbangers, and as a result, I didn't get any restful sleep.
The result? My brain is not unlike porridge right now - just kind of gray, lumpy, and not of much use to anyone. Neither blood sugar nor caffiene have helped, and even direct exposure to Sealab 2021 can't stir by brain to action beyond a dull hum of life-sustaining mental activity.
And yet, somehow I'm still able to do coding. Once I'm going, I'm good, but it's the transition from project to project where my mind starts to lag.
Maybe I can go home early...
The result? My brain is not unlike porridge right now - just kind of gray, lumpy, and not of much use to anyone. Neither blood sugar nor caffiene have helped, and even direct exposure to Sealab 2021 can't stir by brain to action beyond a dull hum of life-sustaining mental activity.
And yet, somehow I'm still able to do coding. Once I'm going, I'm good, but it's the transition from project to project where my mind starts to lag.
Maybe I can go home early...