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Choosing my time suck. . .

Posted: August 19, 2012 in Uncategorized

I’ve gotten involved in a project that has very little utility and will be a bit of a time suck for the next 3-6 weeks.  I was aware going into it that it would likely grow and consume more of my time than was reasonable given the seeming uselessness of said project. I don’t care.  The idea of the project gives me great satisfaction and I’m very willing to let it suck a bit of my time.  I just wish I was always this consciously selective of how I was going to waste my time. What do you gladly waste your time on?

Sick

Posted: August 16, 2012 in Uncategorized

Sick.  Going on two weeks of bronchitis.  I always thought I was good at being lazy, but it turns out, not so much.  It’s driving me nuts.  I keep thinking I will be better tomorrow – but no.  Oh well – maybe tomorrow.

I still don’t know why I’m here – I mean, on this blog, Not why I’m here in the big, philosophical sense of the question.  Which I also still don’t know.  But, I worry less about that these days.  I’m thinking of making this a bit of a diary – mundane, and not really intended for followers other than some close friends and a few masochists.  Of course, I would have to tell the close friends and the masochists about the blog if I wanted them to follow it – but so far, that’s not high on my list of priorities.  So perhaps I will just ramble on in solitude for a bit.  There’s nothing wrong with talking to yourself.  And even answering yourself, despite what others say. 

So here I am online 12 minutes past my computer curfew.  Because I convinced a friend to start her blog.  And that convinced me to start mine.  This is not going to be helpful with the whole “spend less time on the computer” thing.   I blame The Bloggess. Don’t know The Bloggess?  You can check her out at http://www.thebloggess.com.    “But what is this blog about?” I hear you ask. Oh, I’ll tell you.  But not until we know each other better.  What kind of girl do you think I am?