My apologies to my four or five loyal readers for my lack of posting. I'd like to say that I've been so busy writing my NaNoWriMo epic that I've not been able to post. I wish I could say it's been because I've been occupied finding new and incredible ways of instructing young minds, or wowing clients with my breathtaking skill at PhotoShop and Flash.

Nope. I've been trying to figure out why I've been feeling so crappy.

November has struck me with a vague malaise, a lethargy so overwhelming that it makes all my previous bouts of laziness look like I was Martha Stewart on speed in comparison. All I want to do is sleep. Now this is something I'd normally put down to the shortening of the days and the daylight savings time change, but it's starting to worry me - in the last five days I've had naps in the afternoon and STILL been in bed fast asleep by 9 or 10. This is so not like me - I'm usually the one who mercilessly mocks those in bed by that time.

And a few nights ago I woke up at 2 am with a steady ache in my chest, mostly on my left side. And that is some scary shit, let me tell you.

I've since done a round with clinics and doctors and some tests. It's not a heart thing (which is a good thing, but dammit, I was just getting ready to get Dr. Supermodel to be my personal physician *grin), but nobody knows what the hell it is.

The funniest part of it all (if any or it could be called funny) has been when a very world-weary middle aged doctor at one clinic told me I was perfectly normal. I swear I could hear Jules' laugh echoing for about 15 minutes.

I've played a bit of poker, and managed to stay awake for the Mookie tonight, but only because 1) I had a 3 hour nap before and 2) there was an error somewhere and it started an hour earlier. You don't need to ask how I did. It was the usual denouement - firmly middle of the pack until a bonehead move busts me. But tonight I'm even too tired to complain or whine about it too much. It is what it is.

And like Popeye, I yam what I yam. Which is a rather clumsy segue to....

Following a link from Fuel's blog, I did the Jungian type test where some of the questions had me laughing out loud for real, like:

• You get bored if you have to read theoretical books (YES - go ahead, ask me how many times I've tried to read Harrington)
  
• You take pleasure in putting things in order (NO - have you *seen* my desk? LOL!)
  
• You feel more comfortable sticking to conventional ways (NO - not since I was 14)
  
• Deadlines seem to you to be of relative, rather than absolute, importance (Absolutely YES! Douglas Adams said it best: I love deadlines. I like the whooshing sound they make as they fly by.)

I scored as an ISFP (Introverted Sensing Feeling Perceiving). Some of the related traits that may affect my poker (this is a poker blog after all, although some might question it at times).

ISFPs are action-oriented individuals. They are "doers", and are usually uncomfortable with theorizing concepts and ideas, unless they see a practical application. They learn best in a "hands-on" environment, and consequently may become easily bored with the traditional teaching methods, which emphasize abstract thinking. They are uncomfortable with the idea of making decisions based strictly on logic. The ISFP is likely to not give themself enough credit for the things which they do extremely well. Their strong value systems can lead them to be intensely perfectionist, and cause them to judge themselves with unneccesary harshness.

Very interesting ......