As I climbed into bed last night, I said to Nad, “I hate this.”

I was referring to my daily schedule. Let me give an example of my typical day:

• Alarm goes off at 5AM; hit ’snooze’ for another 50 minutes.
• Slowly drag myself out of bed and by 6AM I’m getting ready.
• At 6:30 I’m in my car headed for the bus stop.
• The bus drops me off close to work at a quarter to 8AM.
• I work until 5:58PM, which is the second-to-last bus out of DC.
• I’m off the bus and back in the car at 7:20PM.
• At home at 7:30PM to make dinner and generally relax.
• I’m in bed by 11PM and am asleep thirty minutes later.

The above assumes that I’m travelling alone. When I’m with Nad, everything shifts back about an hour.

Every morning I feel worn out, often falling asleep again on the bus. Just this morning, I was seconds away from missing my stop (I’ve done that before and ended up at Capitol Hill, pretty far away). The evenings feel far too short, not giving me enough time to get anything of value done.

I’m tired of being tired all the time. I’m tired of not having enough time for myself. Don’t think that I’m trying to feel sorry for myself or anything. I know plenty of people whose daily routines are much worse and would love to have the above schedule. I just feel my body slowing down and having a harder and harder time with it. This is the same schedule I’ve held for the past nine months. At the beginning, it was easy, but now I feel my strength draining.

Any and all suggestions are welcome.

Edit: Fixed formatting issues.

You know what grinds my gears? Dealing with videos on the Web.

I tried to do something that I thought was simple: I added a video section to the gallery. With the advent of sites like YouTube and Google Video, I thought that hosting my own videos for the world to see would be much easier. How wrong I was.

I was just about to begin a rant, but I just don’t have the energy right now. I know when I’ve been beaten. If you want to check out my 6-second video of my Xbox 360 sitting next to my monitor, be my guest. Be sure to use IE though. Firefox will tell you to install Quicktime to view the video: this is a lie. Do not believe it, or risk wasting an hour of your life uninstalling and reinstalling QT and rebooting your PC and seeing that it didn’t work and searching on the web only to find that the universal answer to this problem is “install Quicktime,” which is a lie but you fall for it again anyway and waste another hour of your life… I think you get my meaning.

Next time, I’ll just upload to YouTube and embed it here like I did last time.

Let me start off by saying that I am well aware of my obesity. So well aware that I go out of my way to ensure that my girth does not inconvenience those around me. If I’m in a narrow hallway or between cubes and I am about to cross paths with someone, I’ll go out of my way to ensure that I don’t slam into them. While on the bus, if someone sits next to me, I’ll press myself up against the window as best as I can to keep myself on my own seat without invading their personal space.

It would be great if the fatties on Southwest paid me the same courtesy today.

I spent the flight being wedged between an ox of a woman whose thighs were easily 50% meatier than my own and the imobile hand rest. The right half of her body oozed over into my seat, preventing me from sitting all the way back and forcing me to sit hunched forward. Damn near every passenger on the plane either shoulder-checked me or rubbed their ass against the side of my head (or directly in my face, in one horrible instance) on the way to the bathroom. As you may have guessed, many were of a rotund nature and took no effort to prevent hitting me.

My flight was no fun, as you may have guessed. Nevertheless, I am in San An right now.