… just to be the man who walks a thousand miles to fall down at your door
Reading through my notes from a play I reviewed but knew nothing about prior to watching it. In a moment of panic, I wrote, “I don’t have a damn clue what this play is about really, and I’ve been sitting here for 30 minutes”.
Turns out, as my notes show, I ended up really liking the bloody thing.
My brain power … sometimes it’s great, sometimes it’s dead.
Some of my reviews are here, just an FYI.
Am attempting, with all my heart and soul, to finish off some work. But words are not flowing from my chocolate-drenched noggin right now. So here I am. Procrastinating online. Lucky I haven’t checked Facebook in a while. That could possibly end me for tonight.
Ok, not all my heart and soul. Some of it. The majority of it. The parts that I need to complete my task. So I can go watch Back to the Future with the boy and then a little Craig Ferguson and then go to bed.
Aaaaand then earlier today I downloaded Viber and Whatsapp onto my iPhone. Now I feel like the time will soon be upon us (us, or just me?) where I will no longer need to utter words to people to communicate and have meaningful relationships, I will simply send them text messages and they will never hear my voice. EVER.
I recently read somewhere that procrastination is like a credit card. It’s lots of fun untill you get the bill. And by “recently” I mean less than 5 minutes ago. And by “somewhere”, I mean I googled it. Just then. Just then I googled it.
I feel like I’m in high school or uni all over again. Full-time work and full-time worry makes me a stressy stressy lady.
I’m a week away from three weeks off and I feel like this should be the home stretch, but it feels like a loooong stretch of home stretch. Like that final semester of university when everything seems 6 times harder. Or the quarter of a quarter tank of petrol you have left when you’re 4 traffic lights from home.
And then I ate two chicken sticks and a packet of noodles for dinner. But that’s Future Me’s problem. And I’m hoping it’s a distant Future Me.