[ getting back to life ]

Ok, so here I am, two more A’s under my belt (hooray for procrastination!), and a bit of relaxing free time on my hands. I’m back at the PX, snakin’ the RoadRunner Wi-Fi and catching up on some RSS feeds. It’s time to sign up for another class or two, but I’m considering skipping the “traditional” online class and focusing on a few CLEP exams. No deadline, no assignments, no cost, and plenty of time to view LoLCats.

Also, I am still busy converging everything ever onto the lappy. Current task: migrating gigantic iTunes library from PC to Mac so I can finally utilize the utility of AppleScripts to CLEAN THE HELL UP.

And that’s all for now.

The myriad of unpublished drafts sitting in my editor tell me something I’ve known most of my life: I have trouble completing the things I start.  Subsequently, I’d like to admit up front the last six months of “writings” have been, with few exceptions, regarding various excuses or promises regarding future delivery.

It’s time for that to change.

I’ve decided to try something new.  Single-sitting posts.  Whether they’re complete or accurate or completely otherwise, I’d like them to simply see the light of day.  Hopefully this will help get me out of this rut, and get me back into more consistent writing.

I have always wanted this to be a journal of words, not a photoblog, as it has largely become.

So now I’ve delivered the latest in a long line of promises to increase my post quantity, with absolutely no guarantee as to post quality.

I’m not even oging to spellcheck.

Tracy posted a very entertaining and somewhat enlightening video of Matt Damon offering his feelings regarding the prospect of a President Palin.

Click on this spot right here on these words here to see the video.

“It’s absurd … it’s, it’s totally absurd.”

Maybe.

Tracy hit on something yesterday that really got me thinking. I bitch all day long about not having enough time to do this or that, or there’s never enough hours in the day for blah blah blah blah blah. There are plenty of hours in every single day to do just about everything anyone wants to do.

Look at people who are just plain GOOD at managing their time and getting shit done. My oldest sister seems to find enough time in just about every day to physically create something awesome AND go to work AND play with Miss S AND love her husband AND blog about it all! And she’s not even on crack!

So what’s my excuse? Well, let me quote what Poignant Wife told me yesterday after I’d complained about not having enough time to write:

“Stop fucking around with all the trivial shit and write. It makes me so mad when … you’re sitting on the computer looking at lolcats or watching lame videos or chatting or whatever else you do. It irritates me to no end.”

I have been trying to keep aware of what I’m doing when I sit down to DO something at the computer. The process usually starts with email, then moves to RSS reading, which invariably leads to random link viewing, which somehow seems to end up on YouTube … and the next thing you know, thirty minutes have passed and I’ve accomplished nothing more than giggling at a picture of someone stupid doing something stupider.

Just as I have a tendency to nickel and dime myself into empty pockets each paycheck, so, too, do I cheat myself out of any semblance of productivity.

So let’s stop that shit. Let’s learn. Let’s fucos.