July 8, 2014

Going to bed at nine o'clock last night was a disaster. As of late I seem to have a touch of insomnia. I've only had it once before as a side effect to medication and it is terribly inconvenient. The last few nights I have been incredibly tired but wide awake at the same time. Last night I laid in bed until about 10:30PM, mainly just thinking about all the random things and listening to the storm rage outside my window. I think it was around 10:30PM when the power had gone out for the third or fourth time so I decided to get up and walk around around for a little bit. I found Tanner in the tub, where he ended up spending the rest of the night. Around eleven o'clock I went back to bed and laid there for another hour or so before getting a book. Rather than grabbing one of the several I'm currently in the middle of, I started reading A Heartbreaking Work of Staggering Genius by Dave Eggers. I've heard good things. I didn't actually make it to the actual story, just all the stuff on the Roman Numeral pages. It was all pretty entertaining and to be fair to me, there was a lot of it to read. Around an hour in I called it quits because I had half-heartedly yawned a couple of times. Sometime after one o'clock I eventually fell asleep.

The power going out at my house meant it also went out at the theater last night. This managed to screw up all of the preshows and none of them were working today. I ended up spending forty-five minutes on the phone with Technicolor trying to figure things out. This involved me on the ground in the dark unplugging different network stuff trying to reset it, all in the stagnant heat of the warm side of projection. I was up and down several times and moving around and sweating and it sucked. But, we eventually got the preshows working again, so it was worth it. I guess. I spent the rest of my time reading a bit but mostly cross stitching. I should be able to finish my book cross stitch tomorrow. I need to cross stitch more. It is a lot of fun seeing a pattern be realized on the cloth.

My grandma and aunt are back in town for a couple of days so tonight I went over with my mom and sister to see them. We sat around an talked for nearly three hours. My grandma seems to be enjoying her time down with my aunt and uncle so that was good to hear.

When I got home I started watching the Brazil v. Germany World Cup semifinal game. Yikes. In the first thirty minutes of the first have, over the course of eighteen minutes, Germany scored five goals. Four of those goals were scored in six minutes. It looked like a world class soccer team playing against a bunch of fifth graders. It was incredible and unbelievable and all the other words you can think of to describe one team being completely overrun. Brazil started the second have looking like they might know how to play soccer but they ended up allowing two more goals, only scoring one of their own in the 90^th minute. It was rough. According to the stats, Brazil had not allowed seven goals since 1934 when they lost a game 8 to 4. They hadn't lost a competitive match at home since 1975. The last time they lost 6 to 0 was in 1920. A bit of a shame for the host nation. I was excited to watch the game for the first few minutes because both teams were doing a good job handling the ball, both with fairly even possession, and then the Germans started scoring goals.