Some things be flyin’ high and fast, while I’m stuck living out song lyrics. The former is at least hopped for, while the later is a stone cold fact. Just what the hell am I babbling about in my sleep deprived state? Let me elaborate.
Firstly, it seems as though Carl Sagan’s solar sail theory will be getting a real life test tomorrow:
The sci-fi notion of a solar-light propelled spacecraft will take its first step towards turning into reality on Tuesday. A private group of space enthusiasts – the Planetary Society, will launch Cosmos 1, a spacecraft powered only by the light reflected off an array of mylar sails.
Lastly, I’m quite sleep deprived because of this work I’m chained to, with an ever-growing and impending Wednesday deadline. The incline keeps sloping upwards, and I’m left counting pennies and figuring out if I’m having rice or breadcrumbs for dinner. All the while, I have some very pertinent Gruvis Malt lyrics running though my head:
And at 1am when I finally take my inventory I’m confronted by the glaring contradictions of my story:
I’ve never been so in debt
I’ve never worked so hard
I’ve never been so in love
I’ve never been so scarred
The nerves got so shot today that I actually bummed a smoke off of a co-worker on one of my rare trips to the office. For one who usually needs 6 to 10 beers before the urge to ingest nicotine hits, this is a little unnerving. Maybe it has something to do with all the excess caffeine in the ol’ system. I know I shall sleep well tonight, but after that sleep comes at least 18 hours of coding and cowering, interrupted by some time shooting hoops to keep those muscles limber and the mind from cracking.
Of course, there is a plus to being back in the grips of poverty and poor nutrition. For the first time in a long time I’m within 2 or 3 pounds of the magic 200 mark. If I can get down to 190 before summer ends I’ll be thrilled. Hey, it worked well the first time, so why not try again, right?
Tags: Personal, Science and Technology