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Oct. 18th, 2004 02:12 pm-12:02 PM
I'm beginning to wonder if each person has a certain amount of words each day that they can write. Some subconscious set total that when they get done with that number, something in their brain says 'Stop! No mas! No mas!'
If so, I'm screwed. :)
But that won't stop me anyway, I think. It's a halfway decent day out, time is moving at a pace that I can stand so far, and there's that 'sun' thing outside, which tends to help a lot. (The spectre of leftover raviolis for dinner tonight is also a good impetus for getting off my ass and getting things done, to boot.) Though, my supervisor is developing the annoying habit of coming in later in the day, where it looks like when I come in in the morning that he's not in. Not sure why the switch, myself.
The weekend went all right. Beat X-Men: Legends, finally, and got to play around with some of the new costumes you get when the game is beaten. Not bad, and I liked some of the looks. Caught up with the family, made plans over the next few weeks before the holiday season kicks into full swing (I count it as 'after Halloween') and the schedules get really ugly.
Also, still feeling a bit pressured. Not as much as anything specific, but more of a societal thing. Like...when I'm told that I'm supposed to like movie X, or comic y, or artist Z and so on and so forth. I'm starting to get weirded out by it, especially if it's 'Like something you really, really found you dislike. Example: That one Adult Swim show that's a kinda mock-up of Johnny Quest. I hate it. Fucking loathe it, actually. But the two episodes I saw of that waste of ink...I'm pretty sure I'm going to be told I'm in the Wrong for not liking it (like I am with most of Adult Swim, save for Family Guy. I liked it first, in that case. :) One day, I'll do a post outlining why that show finally succeeding is the world subconsciously righting itself.) I wish I could explain the feeling, really, or my own perspective on it, but I had this feeling of 'Aw, no, not again' this weekend.
And at 1:30 or so up here, the work computer system goes bezerk. Dammit.
I'm beginning to wonder if each person has a certain amount of words each day that they can write. Some subconscious set total that when they get done with that number, something in their brain says 'Stop! No mas! No mas!'
If so, I'm screwed. :)
But that won't stop me anyway, I think. It's a halfway decent day out, time is moving at a pace that I can stand so far, and there's that 'sun' thing outside, which tends to help a lot. (The spectre of leftover raviolis for dinner tonight is also a good impetus for getting off my ass and getting things done, to boot.) Though, my supervisor is developing the annoying habit of coming in later in the day, where it looks like when I come in in the morning that he's not in. Not sure why the switch, myself.
The weekend went all right. Beat X-Men: Legends, finally, and got to play around with some of the new costumes you get when the game is beaten. Not bad, and I liked some of the looks. Caught up with the family, made plans over the next few weeks before the holiday season kicks into full swing (I count it as 'after Halloween') and the schedules get really ugly.
Also, still feeling a bit pressured. Not as much as anything specific, but more of a societal thing. Like...when I'm told that I'm supposed to like movie X, or comic y, or artist Z and so on and so forth. I'm starting to get weirded out by it, especially if it's 'Like something you really, really found you dislike. Example: That one Adult Swim show that's a kinda mock-up of Johnny Quest. I hate it. Fucking loathe it, actually. But the two episodes I saw of that waste of ink...I'm pretty sure I'm going to be told I'm in the Wrong for not liking it (like I am with most of Adult Swim, save for Family Guy. I liked it first, in that case. :) One day, I'll do a post outlining why that show finally succeeding is the world subconsciously righting itself.) I wish I could explain the feeling, really, or my own perspective on it, but I had this feeling of 'Aw, no, not again' this weekend.
And at 1:30 or so up here, the work computer system goes bezerk. Dammit.