My dear friend Robert cancelled with me today, citing "exhaustion" and "fatigue" as his reasons for not feeling like getting some work done. And I'm like, sister!, sing it!
My moods are absolutely ridiculous. I don't *feel* well, which makes it hard to get started on something useful and productive, yet when I do get started I seem to just "fall into" it and it just goes. After I'm done, I have so much excess energy it's hard to decide what to do next. I put in a reasonable amount of time at my business today, for a reasonable return on time invested. Really, all I need is motivation. My moods can go fuck themselves.
This is all getting a little silly.
It's getting late, and I'm genuinely getting tired. Gonna dick around on the net, perform some ablutions (a fancy way of saying I'm taking a shower lol) and perhaps, just perhaps, I'll watch a little bit more of "The Borgias", a series I downloaded just recently. Wonderful sets, great costumes (period shows and movies usually have both) but the acting is wanting and the story lines a little far-fetched. I haven't Wiki'd it yet, but I strongly suspect there's a lot of poetic licence where actual history is concerned, and it's horribly inaccurate.
All Good Things.
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