3/9/05: Sort of out of sorts

[davidlevine]

Editing hours: 5.6 | Since last entry: 3.2 | Percent complete: 8%

Over an hour of editing tonight, but I'm still frustrated. I got in an hour on the plane to Potlatch, but nothing at the con and only a few minutes on the plane back. Monday was Japanese class, and yesterday I came home from work with a splitting headache and didn't have the energy to do anything productive. Which is not to say I got to sleep at a reasonable hour. Grr.

Potlatch was a pretty good convention -- had many nice conversations and meals with friends new and old, including jaylake, jedediah, zellandyne, elisem, xthread, akirlu, libertango, naomi_traveller, and Lise WINOLJ -- but I felt rather out of sorts for the whole thing. Maybe it was just lack of sleep, but somehow I just wasn't in the mood to enjoy it completely.

At the moment I am trying to remember what in life gives me joy. (It's not editing, that's for sure.) I'm also wondering if, when I remember that, I will be able to find the time to do it. I'm bogged down with responsibilities and somehow not finding the time to focus on any of them.

This will pass, I think. Sleep would certainly help.

Comments

[akirlu.livejournal.com]

Funnily enough, I know what you mean. It was lovely getting some outings with you and Kate, and various other meals with folks, but the overall con experience was clouded with ennui for me. I really dislike Phil Dick, so having his work spooged all over the program probably didn't help, and although I had been sleeping decent amounts of time I was sleepy-tired much of the time. Hal thought that might be the bed - that I was sleeping less well than I realized. Who knows. But Potlatch felt a bit remote and off kilter to me. Maybe it was just doomed not to compare well to Corflu.

[davidlevine]

I'm not sure what could have done that to both of us. I'm not all that interested in Phil Dick either -- not that I particularly dislike his stuff, but I just haven't read enough of it to follow some of the panels -- but I don't think that was the cause of my ennui. Potlatch panels are often rather academic. It certainly wasn't the company. Maybe I was eating too much sugar in the con suite?