I haven't done this for a while (like a year and a half or something) and I'm horribly bored and unable to focus with work.
* I wish my life were interesting enough to write/publish a memoir. That'd be cool. I wonder if I could embellish it just enough to make it interesting, but not so much that I cross the line into fiction a la that one guy.
* I got nothing. My mind is a blank.
* I feel a little bit like that chick who was fired from her job for journaling on her work computer about how much she didn't want to work and the ways she went about avoiding work. So, because I feel guilty about the lack of work I'm doing, I'll end up taking some of it home for the weekend. And, y'know, the prospect of working over the weekend still doesn't motivate me to do something this afternoon.
* I know there are packages waiting for us at the Post Office. I'm trying to figure out a way to get there after work, wait in line and still get to Lehi to teach piano by 6. There must be a way...
* I'm starving even though I ate a good lunch. Why can I not get full?
* I'd like to go shopping. I have a gift card burning a hole in my pocket.
* Now I'm thinking about the house...how do you paint the entry for a split-entry without falling down the stairs? I really hope I can figure this out. And I really hope that the inspection and closing and whatever else go well so that painting the entryway remains a relevant issue.
* Seriously starving. The hell?
* Do you remember that show "227"? With Jacquee or whatever her name was. Yeah I just found an extension that was 227 and it reminded me of that show. That show kind of sucked - as did most sit-coms of that time. But I watched them all anyway. And I laughed.
* I probably should have filed this afternoon. It's a nice, no-focus activity. Too late now. How did I end up with the duty to file anyway?
Eh. That's all. The guilt of not working is getting to me - even though I've been working between thoughts. I need a new job.
1 year ago