Random Chaos

Good grief.

I have literally spent the entire time I've been awake cleaning.  I began with cleaning the kitchen as the dishes were bugging me.  That led to cleaning the pantry, the fridge, the floor, the closet…and when I finished that I began cleaning the computer.  I found a few malware bits in there, but she's getting cleaned up ahead of the Sunday morning scan.  I haven't sit down for more than fifteen minutes at a time until just now, until I sat down to get some writing done.  The computer's still scanning, though, so anything bigger than a base word-processing unit is pulling some serious juice from the resources.

I'm getting really tired.  Of most things.  My head's playing so many tricks on me I can't keep them all straight.  Newest in the bag is this weird cycle of mood swings.  I go from feeling nondescript, to feeling hopelessly depressed and suicidal, and then I wind up in this—this bizarre near-mania where damn near everything is hilarious and everything that I can do is just plain AWESOME.  And then I get tired.  They're exhausting.  I don't know what to do about them.  All I can do is to make sure that I keep up on my medications and ride them out.

And keep my Seredyn handy, but that's a whole 'nother thing, isn't it?

During my cleaning binge, I considered the things that I want to consider for the 100 things challenge.  I'm considering something photographic, like "100 Things That Mean Something To Me" or "100 Things I CANNOT Live Without."  Also under consideration: "100 of my Favorite Songs," broken down by genre.  …maybe not broken down by genre.  I listen to a whole lot of ambient and shoegaze, and something tells me that between overlap and the sheer size of the library, there will be more than 20 of them.

I have enough replay raw data to make "100 Battle Replays," but I'm not sure how that would go over, especially since I have yet to test video uploading on this thing.