Δαφνη Ευτυχια Αρθουρος

• Started Saturday feeling as though I should be Doing Something (i.e. taking advantage of feeling alert and functional) and also feeling as though I had forgotten something I was supposed to do. That alert feeling wore off, alas. Ah well.
• Sunday I got a little done online, but it was a pretty unremarkable day in all respects. Except that I noticed I'd run out of Prilosec (I had thought I had another week worth left -- whoops).
• Yesterday I slept amazingly poorly and woke feeling amazingly crappy, having so much difficulty moving that I didn't even try to make it downstairs to feed Perrine when I realized I'd slept past her usual morning feeding by a few hours. Fortunately I'd had the foresight to stash a small amount of cat food (dry) near the bed in case of such trouble. (I also keep a jar of peanuts and a bottle of water by the bed to take care of myself on days like that.) I have no idea whether Perrine considers breakfast in bed a treat or not ...
• By last night I was feeling a lot better but still not great, so I didn't stress too much about not having a ride to 3LF.
• Today I'm getting some stuff done, mostly on the computer so far though I've got places to go in a little while; moving is much less painful than yesterday but my ears are already doing that hyperacuity thang, which doesn't bode well for the evening. Fortunately I don't have to be anywhere tonight, so I'll just try to make this afternoon's errands brief.

No idea whether the body issues are tied to the time change; my body does enough of this crap randomly anyhow. No, my big problem with the time change is the same one I have most years: "Oh, I've got plenty of time to deal with this before I have to get ready for that -- look how high the sun still is! What? What do you mean I'm already late? Oh. Right." That, and for all I hear from folks who appreciate having more time to take advantage of extra daylight after work, and the retail industry's belief that Daylight Spending Time leads to more shopping, for someone who gets vague time-clues from the light coming through the window, the perception is that the stores are closing earlier. That is, it gets dark, I remember that I wanted to pick something up (like, say, Prilosec) that evening and sunset is a reminder, and by the time I pull my head out of whatever problem I was working on or essay I was writing or photo I was editing, it's twenty one o'clock and stores are closing even though it seems like the sun has only just gone down.

Yeah, I know I'm not typical and my experience doesn't generalize. I'm just tellin' y'all what it feels like over here.

Anyhow, I finally beat the MySQL server on one of my computers into letting me access it (*grumble* *mutter* yak shaving *grumble*) and have started scraping the rust off my long-neglected SQL chops, because I finally ran into a personal database problem that I couldn't abuse or pervert Excel and Gnumeric into solving for me in a spreadsheet. Time to see what friendly data-entry UI tools have come along since the last time I looked at SQL (which I find really really really niftomatic and groovadelic as a query language, just as its name suggests it ought to be good at, but annoying for entering/maintaining the data).

No news on the car, but a smidgen of meta-news; confusing and anxious-making but not devoid of hope.

And just because I saw it in a couple of other journals and was curious (baa!) that depressedtest thing, which I've no idea how much credence to give (I found the result a bit surprising):