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Failure L00ms
Nov. 14th, 2010 12:14 amOh man, epic failure on productivity the past, eh, 3 days. I haven't written since... whenever the last time was. So I am, 3 days behind? It stems from my lack of desire to get on the computer. Happens once a week, just about. Ranges from a day to... uh, 3 days? A week? Dunno. Bad timing. BUT.
BUT.
Military channel and now the BBC ate my life up today. I am proud to have gotten [most of] the dishes done and gotten almost all my clothes washed. Then, the irony of there being a Doctor Who marathon of the 11th Doctor on and I GOT TRAPPED. AGAIN. My full day of writing vanished into the mist. The last eh, 3-4 episodes of the season of Doctor Who was worth it though. Yes. Yes, it was. I'm finding myself enjoying this Doctor as much as the last. Quirky. And dances like an epileptic at a Rave.
Protip: If you have something to do, don't turn on the TV. Just. Don't.
Good news? I at least have the headlines for the last part of my outline. Details are easy once I have the overarching direction done. More good news. I drew another picture. I suppose I'm averaging one decent one a week now. That's actually quite amazing to me. One day, when I can afford a scanner that doesn't suck, and/or go commandeer someone elses' for a hour or so, I'll scan them and pop them up on DA or LJ.
Bad news? I have a fucking headache. Time to pop an Excedrin and try to crank out some words before the whole weekend is a wash. More bad news? I am now mentally talking in a British accent. Just horrid.
EDIT: I still can't find that library book, and every time I think about it and how the Dresden book ended, I throw up my hands and scream. Literally.
BUT.
Military channel and now the BBC ate my life up today. I am proud to have gotten [most of] the dishes done and gotten almost all my clothes washed. Then, the irony of there being a Doctor Who marathon of the 11th Doctor on and I GOT TRAPPED. AGAIN. My full day of writing vanished into the mist. The last eh, 3-4 episodes of the season of Doctor Who was worth it though. Yes. Yes, it was. I'm finding myself enjoying this Doctor as much as the last. Quirky. And dances like an epileptic at a Rave.
Protip: If you have something to do, don't turn on the TV. Just. Don't.
Good news? I at least have the headlines for the last part of my outline. Details are easy once I have the overarching direction done. More good news. I drew another picture. I suppose I'm averaging one decent one a week now. That's actually quite amazing to me. One day, when I can afford a scanner that doesn't suck, and/or go commandeer someone elses' for a hour or so, I'll scan them and pop them up on DA or LJ.
Bad news? I have a fucking headache. Time to pop an Excedrin and try to crank out some words before the whole weekend is a wash. More bad news? I am now mentally talking in a British accent. Just horrid.
EDIT: I still can't find that library book, and every time I think about it and how the Dresden book ended, I throw up my hands and scream. Literally.
