I got home last night some time around 10pm, played around for about an hour, then fired up Die Hard 1 and 2 (I remember putting in 3, but not actually watching any of it). Some time around 8 or 9, I woke up, actually watched 3 (it was better than I remembered it). I remember moving to my computer, and then waking up several hours later with the cat screaming at me. She looked both confused, exhausted, and a little worried, so I assume she had been screaming for awhile. I lay there on the couch, too dizzy to more or to even really concentrate. I just knew I was hungry and the PS2 was still on. I spent the next...ok, I don't know how long, but I want to say hours...in a constant cycle of getting up to do something and realizing that I suddenly had no idea of what I was going to do and sitting back down or just standing there confused as to how I got up in the first place.
Eventually (I think around 8:30pm), as if something snapped in my head, I bolted up right, threw my stuff together, and ran to the store to buy stuff to make chili. I quite literally had to fight myself to buy other stuff so that I did not have to run back in a couple of days to get more food. I was focused on this idea of making chili and everything else seemed unimportant and trivial. I got home, unpacked and put everything up, and things got wierd again. I kept alternating between food preperation and standing stock still in the middle of the kitchen in a daze. This lasted until the food was finished, a little after 10pm, and then things have been seemingly normal since. Though after eating I did play Mega Man 2 start to finish in what seemed like record time.
Anyways, I am looking back over my weekend and trying to figure out what lead to today, and more importantly, why chili seemed to be the remedy. I have come up with some totally logical reasons that all seem fairly probably and now I just have to figure out how I can weed out the negatives to find out what really happened.
- Too many fake sugars: Aspartame (APM) and Acesulfame Potassium (Ace K) being the too big ones I know I have had a lot of intake recently since they seem to be in everything anymore. While these have never bothered me before, I have had more in the past few days than I normally do. One of the compounds Apartame breaks down into is phenylalanine, aspartic acid, and methanol. While aspartic acid is nothing to worry about, phenylalanine is a problem for some people, which is why products containing Apartame have "Phenylketonurics: Contains Phenylalanine" included along with the ingredients (though if you were born since the 60s, you were probably tested for this when you were born). Methanol, however, is not as innocuous. While I would like to hope that the amount of Aspartame one would have to consume to be dangerous is probably fairly extreme, I know that a small amount of Sucralose (at least when used in drinks) will cause problems with my system for hours.
- Aliens came to Earth for a visit, noticing I was home stopped by, but apparently I said something offensive and they were forced to erase my memory. The apparent 'dazes' I suffered all day were just my mind waking up after the procedure, and my personality eventually reasserted itself after an unhealthy amount of good food.
- My cat, who as we have discussed before is really a high level sorcerer that was polymorphed into cat form against her will, is slowly learning how to cast spells in her cat form. She was angry because I accidentally left the lights off when I went to LGT to visit the wife, so she hexed me. She got scared once she realized I was the one who fed her, and started trying to implant the recipe for a potion that would counter the effects into my head. Unfortunatly, I am a geek and not a freak, polymorphed sorcerer cat, so I had no idea what those thoughts were and would just go off into a daze. Eventually, the suggestion of the potion: Allium sativum L, Cuminum cyminum, Capsicum Annuum, and sodium chloride (which meant nothing to me); finally synced up with something that did: garlic, cumin, chili powder, and salt. So bamn, I had to have chili.
- Operatives from the government have been following purchases of books from retailers around the US, and our purchases of books on programming, hacking, DnD, and religeon other than Christian flagged us as terrorists. Since the flagging algorithm has also flagged 90% of the rest of the literate population of the US, it has taken them years to get to my name and today was my day. I was subjected to a battery of tests and mind probes until they came to the conclusion that just like every other terrorist they had ever tested, I was unbreakable and therefore even more dangerous. The programmed me with the obsession with eating so that by the time the hit squad got here, I would have gained 20-30 lbs and would have a harder time of getting away.
- The headache I got Friday that I had until this evening. My headaches area sign of the next step of mental evolution or some breakout mutant power. Normally, when I get headaches, they last from 2 days to a week. While the intensity is not overly bad (I always assume it is either on par or weaker than headaches people normally talk about) they just last so damn long that by the third of fourth day apathy starts to set it. Maybe this time instead of reaching the apathy point my mind left my shell of a body and drifted to the great unknown. Being so great, and uh...so unknown, once I snapped back into reality it could not truly comprehend what had happened. Synapses and neurons fired like crazy in my head, sometimes causing temporary blackouts until it came across the closest experience I had before. Which, I guess means that the great unknown is kinda like chili. Wierd.
