Re: I having fun for a change :)

Paul James <prj91@turing.tcp.co.uk> mumbled a bit and said
>>simes@tcp.co.uk (Simon Burr) writes:
>>   I've gone through over-stressed to physical exhaustion... what's next ?
>
>I don't know about anyone else but I think simes has managed to answer his own
>.sig, although anyone could have told him the third stage is always the men in
>white coats coming to take you away.

	Start inflicting pain on yourself to relieve stress
	Collapse for a while
	Committ suicide

As it turns out, my body chose option '2', which was kinda lucky. Last thursday morning the following conversation went on between by body and brain:

[Bzzzzzzzt-BZZZZZZT-And now on Radio 1.. (aka 2 alarms and a stero switching)]

Brain:	yarghgh, time to get up
Body:	No way, I'm staying put
Brain:	Come on body, be nice and get up
Body:	Oh, all right then

[Body swings legs out of bed and gets Simes upright]

Brain:	What's next, oh yeah, turn alarms off before I wake everyone in the surrounding flats up. Body, turn those alarms off will you
Body:	Alright, but only if you stop bothering me.
Brain:	I promise, now, first the radio as radio one is the radio station from hell what with Chris Evans on.
Body:	Okay [fumbles for the off switch, getting it eventually], done
Brain:	Now the large alarm clock
Body:	Check [click]
Brain:	Finally the small alarm clock
Body:	[Clunk]
Brain:	Great! Now we can get up
Body:	No way mate, I'm going back to bed
Brain:	You can't do that, we have to get to work
Body:	What? you want to go to work and face all of those lusers ?
Brain:	Well, we do get paid to...
Body:	Not enough though
Brain:	Well, yes, but we do get paid something. Which is more than we do when we're sleeping in bed.
Body:	Sod this for a laugh, I'm going to bed

[At which point, the body grabs itself by the scruff of the neck and throws]
[itself into bed.                                                          ]

Brain:	Hey, it is kinda nice in here....
Body:	I'm glad you agree, now let me get some more sleep.

The above is pretty much what happened, although I actually saw it more as the following:

The alarms I have went off, and I got out of bed. My body felt as if someone had installed a pre-release version of WinNT on it. Slow, crankity and ready to fall over at any minute. After turning my alarms off, I remember looking around my room.

The next thing I remember is looking at my ceiling and thinking "What am I doing here ?" I then realise that I'm back in bed again. I did think for a moment that I'd dreamt that I'd got out of bed and turned my alarms off. My body felt better than it did in the dream I thought I had; just like someone had installed Solaris 2.1 x86 on it. Slow, painful, but just about useable. I then rolled over and looked at my clock. I then thought "If I dreamt waking up and turning my alarms off, why is it 3 o'clock in the aftern-FUCK". At which point I hauled myself out of bed and set a record for getting into work in time.

[sigh] something tells me that I need to take a vacation at some point fairly soon......

>Now the only question is what can I do as one of his dumb (l)users to make 
>life even worse.....

[Evil grin]

Hmmmm, the account turing.tcp.co.uk appears [clickety-click] to be locked. I wonder how that could have happened ? Worse, it also seems [clickety-clack] to have lost its static IP address and [click-clack-clunk] have all of its mail re-routed to /dev/null.

Strange how these things happen isn't it ? And I've no idea how that credit card debit of £500 happened either.....

And as to how you suddenly got hung up as a punch bag in the judo room[1] [thwack-thwack-crunch] I've no idea :)

Now, what was that about acting like a dumb luser Paul ?

[1]	They call it the judo room, but its also used for almost every other martial art at the uni I train karate at.