Hrm. Stuff and less sense.
Nov. 17th, 2005 12:07 amWell, today was interesting. While I didn't do any work on the thing I thought I was going to do today, I still did do considerable work on all sorts of things, rendering most of them closer to being complete, if not done and dealt with. Tomorrow, perhaps, I will return to my originally schedule plan. Or maybe not. Perhaps, instead, I will attempt to free myself from time and stop worrying so much about due dates, while still accomplishing tasks.
The Repository of Lost Legends of Snopes. A section I have never gone to, before. Some very interesting contents inside, indeed.
Something else that's odd and true - Jennifer Aniston is a Man of the Year. Just shows that she was wearing the pants in her relationship.
There was something scary today - namely, thus. Hiya, Skipper! meets iClones.
The cool thing, however, is the idea of painting animated images on a subway wall. "The words of the prophets", indeed. But mostly fish on this particular test run. Another excellent use of DIY midscrewing. Its opposite I experienced Tuesday, while sitting in class. The gentleman to my right had a coffee cup, and on the paper wrapper that was designed to make the cup holdable while it held the bubbly brew was a coupon for five dollars off of an over-the-counter tooth-whitening solution. That's targeted marketing at its finest, wouldn't you say. Screwing with your head, trying to make you think about problems that you don't necessarily even have yet.

You are a Muse.
What legend are you? Take the Legendary Being Quiz by Paradox.
Wow - I guess this whole "relax" thing actually works once in a while. I'm not feeling quite as stressed out as I normally am, and I'm taking time off to do gaming. For now, I guess, I feel like I can afford the time off. Which is good. Means I'm ahead and don't have to feel like I'm catching up on anything.
And one tiny thing - My emotional state seems a bit unstable at times. I left a comment on the housemate board today asking about whether or not someone could look at the lock on the door and see if there were problems with it and got an all-caps "Do it yourself for a change" response. I would be perfectly happy to do so, except that I don't know thing one about how or what I can do to fix the problem. I have an idea of what might help, but I can't figure out how to keep that doorknob from being loose, and I have no idea whether there's something impeding the locking mechanism that my key was tough to get into and tougher to pull out of. Could just be the lock is cold and the key wasn't, so there was some issues about breadth and depth of the key. Or maybe it's something else. I'll have someone in the family look into it on the weekend.
Anyway, the point was is that response tossed my emotional balance and possible good feelings about being finished with some papers utterly out the window. Went from fine to aggravated in the few seconds it took to read. After dinner, though, I got an e-mail that said that a previous e-mail I had received about needing to order transcripts was in error - naturally, being the good kid I was, I'd already ordered the transcripts anyway. This was good enough for a laugh and a head-shake from me, and my good mood returned. I don't know whether this is bad or good or something else entirely. I know that I'm often rather touchy about emotional things, and that ambient environments can influence my moods if I hang around them long enough. Am I just a powder keg with an ego the size of Manhattan, waiting for something that I can take as a personal affront and run with it? Is this the "poor me" syndrome? If it is, I want it out. I have no patience for emotional insecurities like that.
But anyway - more potential work to be done tomorrow, where I can get to a workstation that actually works with the proxy access rather than flaunting it in the face. And that will probably be most, if not all, of tomorrow's work, assuming I don't get ambitious and decide to put down a mark or three on some other papers (which would be nice...) Anyway. Time for bed.
The Repository of Lost Legends of Snopes. A section I have never gone to, before. Some very interesting contents inside, indeed.
Something else that's odd and true - Jennifer Aniston is a Man of the Year. Just shows that she was wearing the pants in her relationship.
There was something scary today - namely, thus. Hiya, Skipper! meets iClones.
The cool thing, however, is the idea of painting animated images on a subway wall. "The words of the prophets", indeed. But mostly fish on this particular test run. Another excellent use of DIY midscrewing. Its opposite I experienced Tuesday, while sitting in class. The gentleman to my right had a coffee cup, and on the paper wrapper that was designed to make the cup holdable while it held the bubbly brew was a coupon for five dollars off of an over-the-counter tooth-whitening solution. That's targeted marketing at its finest, wouldn't you say. Screwing with your head, trying to make you think about problems that you don't necessarily even have yet.

You are a Muse.
What legend are you? Take the Legendary Being Quiz by Paradox.
Wow - I guess this whole "relax" thing actually works once in a while. I'm not feeling quite as stressed out as I normally am, and I'm taking time off to do gaming. For now, I guess, I feel like I can afford the time off. Which is good. Means I'm ahead and don't have to feel like I'm catching up on anything.
And one tiny thing - My emotional state seems a bit unstable at times. I left a comment on the housemate board today asking about whether or not someone could look at the lock on the door and see if there were problems with it and got an all-caps "Do it yourself for a change" response. I would be perfectly happy to do so, except that I don't know thing one about how or what I can do to fix the problem. I have an idea of what might help, but I can't figure out how to keep that doorknob from being loose, and I have no idea whether there's something impeding the locking mechanism that my key was tough to get into and tougher to pull out of. Could just be the lock is cold and the key wasn't, so there was some issues about breadth and depth of the key. Or maybe it's something else. I'll have someone in the family look into it on the weekend.
Anyway, the point was is that response tossed my emotional balance and possible good feelings about being finished with some papers utterly out the window. Went from fine to aggravated in the few seconds it took to read. After dinner, though, I got an e-mail that said that a previous e-mail I had received about needing to order transcripts was in error - naturally, being the good kid I was, I'd already ordered the transcripts anyway. This was good enough for a laugh and a head-shake from me, and my good mood returned. I don't know whether this is bad or good or something else entirely. I know that I'm often rather touchy about emotional things, and that ambient environments can influence my moods if I hang around them long enough. Am I just a powder keg with an ego the size of Manhattan, waiting for something that I can take as a personal affront and run with it? Is this the "poor me" syndrome? If it is, I want it out. I have no patience for emotional insecurities like that.
But anyway - more potential work to be done tomorrow, where I can get to a workstation that actually works with the proxy access rather than flaunting it in the face. And that will probably be most, if not all, of tomorrow's work, assuming I don't get ambitious and decide to put down a mark or three on some other papers (which would be nice...) Anyway. Time for bed.
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Date: 2005-11-17 06:08 pm (UTC)