So I think we've firmly established on this blog that I have a tendency for misplaced activity. I mean, I wrote an entire entry detailing my professional procrastination process, so I think we can fairly say that I tend towards the self-defeating. So far, for instance, I'm about 4,000 words behind on NaNoWriMo. Some of this is because when NaNo started, I had a lot of stuff to do for my RLJ (real life job, in an acronym that makes me point and snicker because it's so similar to RDJ). Or, more accurately, because I had a lot of stuff to do for my RLJ which I put off, I therefore spent my time thinking about how I was putting stuff off and didn't do anything in place of the stuff I was putting off, just moped and grumbled and poked my dog a lot.
I'm 29. When do I stop being a mental teenager?
Anyway, I'm still currently putting RLJ stuff off on the day that I'm writing this - Sunday - and I'm sure that when this is posted - Wednesday - I'll probably still be putting stuff off because of Rise of the Tomb Raider, so it's not like this blog will suddenly lose relevancy. I'm far too predictable for that.
Right now I'm killing time because at 4:00 pm we're doing a Google Hangout Bird Barf episode with Jackie, one that will hopefully work for me to pull audio from so I can make Monday's episode (hey, you're in the future! Did it work?). I could be grading now, or I could be doing NaNoWriMo. Instead, I'm writing this. Before, I was reading a book. I've read three books since NaNoWriMo started, because that seemed more appealing than writing my story like I was supposed to have been doing. I also finished playing Life is Strange, which was phenomenal, and caught up on Youtube videos like the ones posted by Gory and Tone Alone, so that's fun.
(Hey Tone - WHERE THE HELL IS THE GHOST VIDEO?!)
However, none of those things are particularly critical, and so today I find myself with this general sense of dragging dissatisfaction. I keep listlessly poking at things, wondering if I should do that, or work on this, or what. There are a few other personal things going on that are also drawing my attention, which I'm fully aware of, but I just don't feel a draw to do much of anything right now. Normally I have ways of kicking myself out of this mood, but unfortunately I think the correct activity would be to do work for my RLJ. So, that being said...
.....
.....
.....I think I'll make coffee.
I'm 29. When do I stop being a mental teenager?
Anyway, I'm still currently putting RLJ stuff off on the day that I'm writing this - Sunday - and I'm sure that when this is posted - Wednesday - I'll probably still be putting stuff off because of Rise of the Tomb Raider, so it's not like this blog will suddenly lose relevancy. I'm far too predictable for that.
Right now I'm killing time because at 4:00 pm we're doing a Google Hangout Bird Barf episode with Jackie, one that will hopefully work for me to pull audio from so I can make Monday's episode (hey, you're in the future! Did it work?). I could be grading now, or I could be doing NaNoWriMo. Instead, I'm writing this. Before, I was reading a book. I've read three books since NaNoWriMo started, because that seemed more appealing than writing my story like I was supposed to have been doing. I also finished playing Life is Strange, which was phenomenal, and caught up on Youtube videos like the ones posted by Gory and Tone Alone, so that's fun.
(Hey Tone - WHERE THE HELL IS THE GHOST VIDEO?!)
However, none of those things are particularly critical, and so today I find myself with this general sense of dragging dissatisfaction. I keep listlessly poking at things, wondering if I should do that, or work on this, or what. There are a few other personal things going on that are also drawing my attention, which I'm fully aware of, but I just don't feel a draw to do much of anything right now. Normally I have ways of kicking myself out of this mood, but unfortunately I think the correct activity would be to do work for my RLJ. So, that being said...
.....
.....
.....I think I'll make coffee.

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