adventurous me

Today, I went on an adventure! So much so that when I came home I napped for 5 hours. Lack of sleep might make tomorrow quite adventurous too.

Geez, after finishing this I realized it was pretty long. ( Here's a cut for your pleasure. )

adventurous me

Today, I went on an adventure! So much so that when I came home I napped for 5 hours. Lack of sleep might make tomorrow quite adventurous too.

Geez, after finishing this I realized it was pretty long. ( Here's a cut for your pleasure. )

paid

Oh yeah, all the late paychecks are supposed to come in a big lump sum on Friday! Woohoo!

paid

Oh yeah, all the late paychecks are supposed to come in a big lump sum on Friday! Woohoo!

I don't understand....

I'm in my room. It's a bit messy, but clean-up would take only about 15 minutes. Textbooks are within easy reach. Sewing projects are lined against the wall. I saw Jason on Wednesday, and will again tomorrow, following which I will spend the weekend with him. I slept for 11ish hours. It's another 3 hours before I could go to the gym due to student restrictions. I have no committments past making myself look presentable when Adriana's mother shows up at 9pm.

Why is it that all that seems possible for me to do is sit on the computer, talk to jason, and read livejournal? Or crawl in bed to sleep.

I'm not saying this right. There's a ... lack of comprehension in my brain for starting any other task. It's not that I don't want to, it just doesn't occur to me. Thinking, "Oh, I could start my psychology class," falls in the same category as, "Oh, I could drive to Maine." I could, it's completely within my possibilities, but it's not a serious idea.

That's not it either.

I just don't get what's going on in my head.

I don't understand....

I'm in my room. It's a bit messy, but clean-up would take only about 15 minutes. Textbooks are within easy reach. Sewing projects are lined against the wall. I saw Jason on Wednesday, and will again tomorrow, following which I will spend the weekend with him. I slept for 11ish hours. It's another 3 hours before I could go to the gym due to student restrictions. I have no committments past making myself look presentable when Adriana's mother shows up at 9pm.

Why is it that all that seems possible for me to do is sit on the computer, talk to jason, and read livejournal? Or crawl in bed to sleep.

I'm not saying this right. There's a ... lack of comprehension in my brain for starting any other task. It's not that I don't want to, it just doesn't occur to me. Thinking, "Oh, I could start my psychology class," falls in the same category as, "Oh, I could drive to Maine." I could, it's completely within my possibilities, but it's not a serious idea.

That's not it either.

I just don't get what's going on in my head.

Looooserrrr.

I suck at this game. Why do I keep playing it? Do I think I'll win someday?

"This game" being, of course, the "lay in bed until motivation strikes me" game.

I think I need Jason to change his name to Motivation. And strike me when I need it. ;) Rachel and goldbug have been pretty good at that in the past. Never physical striking, though. At least not that I remember.

Wow, goldbug never even poured water on my head.

I might taking to actually turning my computer off for extended amounts of time in efforts to make myself be productive. It might work.

Looooserrrr.

I suck at this game. Why do I keep playing it? Do I think I'll win someday?

"This game" being, of course, the "lay in bed until motivation strikes me" game.

I think I need Jason to change his name to Motivation. And strike me when I need it. ;) Rachel and goldbug have been pretty good at that in the past. Never physical striking, though. At least not that I remember.

Wow, goldbug never even poured water on my head.

I might taking to actually turning my computer off for extended amounts of time in efforts to make myself be productive. It might work.