Evidently I have a facebook. I'll get around to that sometime.
Should these entries have a purpose, is this for public consumption? Seems more like a journal I keep upon my desk where people pass by and make notations.
"You feel sad about that?! She's no good for you dawg. Keep awesome!"
I guess so. I've found sentence-completion exercises are pretty good at finding out things you didn't know you knew. Don't look at me like that.
"I procrastinate because..."
I suck at life.
I can fail on my own terms.
I like the satisfaction of not doing anything.
Doing stuff feels like work.
I like the anticipation of doing something more than actually doing it.
Rocky Horror is on again.
That'll be in my private written journal once I get around to making one. I got the notebook out for it; it's been sitting on my desk for a week. I'm right on that sucker as soon as I finish this journal entry. And after I get a soda. ...organize that sock drawer...
Since it's been awhile, and I need a reference point, my life news:
- ex-boyfriend got 50 years in prison for murder. I don't know how to feel about that. He's an altruist, mystic, idiot, and his butt is likely worn through by now, which is too bad. But then I remember he helped murder a boy, and one can't forgive him for that.
- Living in another place, soon to be another next month.
- Boyfriend building a business model on renting houses to sex offenders. Business is good.
- Selling books.
- Throwing copies of Dostoevsky at the kitties. Take that Russian literature!
- I drive a geo metro. 50 mpg. Beat that. I don't need to pick up women, so there.
- I'm avoiding studying for economics by writing this. I better stop now and do that.
First I'll do my therapeutic exercises on ending procrastination. Then I'll study.
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First I'll do my therapeutic exercises on ending procrastination. Then I'll study.
Heh. My favourite way to procrastinate is by researching ways to stop procrastinating.
Procrastination is supposed to be sign of perfectionisn. Works for me.