That Superbowl was a lot of fun. :) I'm glad Pittsburgh won. I ate good Chinese food and got to sit on the couch next to my wife. It was a nice way to end my weekend.
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Otherwise, my weekend was not as enjoyable as I would have liked. I spent Saturday at my parents house. This was not the problem, I love my parents. When I got there, no one was home. When they arrived, the ladies left for a Pampered Chef party. They came home for a brief time and then left again for baby shower.
during this time, I worked on my dad's computer. This is frustrating. First it runs windows. I only partially understand windows (more than most I suppose). Since Linux is easier to understand, I run it, but I digress. Next he wants to use an old driver that has issues and limits the functionality of his video card. The old drivers keep the TV card in sync with the normal TV in the room. The new drivers add tivo like functionality. Unfortunately, this breaks the sync with the other TV. The normal TV is about a second ahead of the computer TV. Third, other people get on to my dad's computer and use it for their own purposes. To this extent, they keep my dad from using his own computer. They change things like the video driver. They run downloader programs and fill up his hard drive. Essentially, they use it like it their computer and not my fathers. Then whenever I come to visit, I have to clean up after them.
One of the problems this weekend was the crowd that is perpetually at my parents house. My youngest sister still lives at home full-time despite being in college. This bugs me. What bugs me more is that her fiance also more-or-less lives there. I like the guy he's really nice. But, the two of them need to be in their own place. One of the issues was that the friends of my sister and her fiance were also visiting my parents house, this added to the crowd. And since the baby shower was this weekend, my parents God-daughter was there too (without friends thankfully). What's more is that my parents have about two rooms suitable for entertaining. The living room/kitchen part of the house or the back room. With the number of people in the house, the both rooms are quickly occupied and their is no where else to visit. Did I mention that those two rooms also have a TV that is perpetually on? No, well, that sucks too. So any conversation must compete with that TV. With all the visiting and visitors, I never felt like I had a chance to visit with my parents. I only barely got to tell them my half-good news. :P
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Also, today I remembered that I get claustro-annoyed. It's like claustrophobic, only the response is somewhat aggressive. It's not like normal fear where I'm scared, or afraid of being killed. It's more sub-conscious. I don't know what's wrong with me, but I know something is wrong and I lash out at my surroundings to reduce my cramped feeling.
When I get into certain types of high places (unprotected heights) I seize up. I'm consciously afraid that if I move too much I'll fall and hurt myself or die. When I get cramped, (especially when stressed, tired, frustrated) I lash out until I have reduced some of the cramped feeling. Any type of immobilization is counted towards the threshold. So a bulky coat, stiff boots, bulky shoes, chairs that don't move, no room to move, no room to stretch,... If enough of the conditions add up, I get claustro-annoyed. No one thing by itself is enough.
