Sleep Drift

So I guess from your point of view I haven't written in a while.

I've been spending a lot of time alone, programming.  Time becomes a slippery companion; sleep avoids me.  Every few days I drift, going to be an hour or two later.  At its worst I think I was going to bed at 8 am.

My primary focus at the moment is wrapping up this skin care thing, putting a bow on it, and shoving it off to the google play store.  Everything else is practically on standby.

My project at my day job is actually way ahead of schedule.  By months.  Salsa is on the backburner, I'm in between volleyball seasons.  I'm pretty much doing nothing to meet new people at the moment.

I've rediscovered that I like walks.  They are possibly the best way to clear my head during a 12 hour coding day.

Can't sustain this pace forever, and I am already starting to burn out, but this weekend offered a nice break.

I think about my Road Ninja characters a lot.  In fact there are entire scenes written out in my head that I am too lazy to put into words.  Obviously the main protagonist is supposed to be Biff, who is the road ninja, but I am starting to become obsessed with Snow Monkey, who was just supposed to be a minor character.  Biff wants to save the world, while Snow Monkey just wants to immerse himself in his own eccentric brand of irreverant hedonism, emerging only to protect the very few number of people he cares about.  The dragon fantasies were mostly an exercise inspired by a scene in sucker punch (scantily clad girls shoot orcs with machine guns while a B25 gets in a dogfight with a dragon...its like I didn't even know that was an option).  I'm starting to think that his brain just translates real life conflict into a dragon fantasy.  Or maybe they're just dreams; who knows?