I fail at
getting my shit together on Thursdays. I blame this day's close proximity to
Friday. So please enjoy this diary entry I wrote two years ago! At the time I
was working on both Renaissance Lab and another project. I'm
contractually prohibited from yammering on the internet about that project, so I
will always refer to it as simply "the contracted project."
I am a bad girlfriend. I was supposed to be working all day so that I could go toNew Jersey
Wake up
Watch half of Object of My Affection
Surf the internet
Talk to the Danterbury Tales on the phone about the possiblity of going to the beach and say that I am about to eat breakfast and start working
Play online for another hour
Realize I have low blood sugar and need to eat since it is already 1:00 PM
Bring dishes to the kitchen to wash so I can use them to make breakfast
Spill old coffee grounds on the floor
Get broom to sweep up coffee grounds
Realize the kitchen floor is disgusting
Sweep the entire kitchen floor
Wash coffee pot and other dishes
Realize I am out of the good coffee beans and contemplate if I will make bad coffee/get sick if I use expired coffee beans
Figure this is okay and start making breakfast
Blow a fuse by having the toaster, coffee maker, and air conditioner plugged in at once
Fix fuse
Continue making breakfast
Take an extremely long time eating breakfast while finishing Object of My Affection (the coffee tastes fine, furthering my suspicion that coffee beans don't really expire and that the coffee companies just want me to buy more coffee beans than I really need)
Read through everything I've written of Renaissance Lab and make a few nit-picky changes while failing to actually write anything new
Read a few Hyperbole and a Half posts
Read through what I've already done on the contracted project in preparation of doing work
Read more Hyperbole and a Half posts
Write three sentences of the contracted project
Write pointless journal entry about being a bad girlfriend, further proving the original point
Read through journal entry several times, feeling a delusional sort of pride in my ability to waste time
I am a bad girlfriend. I was supposed to be working all day so that I could go to
Wake up
Watch half of Object of My Affection
Surf the internet
Talk to the Danterbury Tales on the phone about the possiblity of going to the beach and say that I am about to eat breakfast and start working
Play online for another hour
Realize I have low blood sugar and need to eat since it is already 1:00 PM
Bring dishes to the kitchen to wash so I can use them to make breakfast
Spill old coffee grounds on the floor
Get broom to sweep up coffee grounds
Realize the kitchen floor is disgusting
Sweep the entire kitchen floor
Wash coffee pot and other dishes
Realize I am out of the good coffee beans and contemplate if I will make bad coffee/get sick if I use expired coffee beans
Figure this is okay and start making breakfast
Blow a fuse by having the toaster, coffee maker, and air conditioner plugged in at once
Fix fuse
Continue making breakfast
Take an extremely long time eating breakfast while finishing Object of My Affection (the coffee tastes fine, furthering my suspicion that coffee beans don't really expire and that the coffee companies just want me to buy more coffee beans than I really need)
Read through everything I've written of Renaissance Lab and make a few nit-picky changes while failing to actually write anything new
Read a few Hyperbole and a Half posts
Read through what I've already done on the contracted project in preparation of doing work
Read more Hyperbole and a Half posts
Write three sentences of the contracted project
Write pointless journal entry about being a bad girlfriend, further proving the original point
Read through journal entry several times, feeling a delusional sort of pride in my ability to waste time
"Take an extremely long time eating breakfast while finishing Object of My Affection. ... Read through everything I've written of Renaissance Lab and make a few nit-picky changes while failing to actually write anything new."
ReplyDeleteWow! This is exactly what I did this morning on the train to work! Except substitute "listening to Lewis CK" for "finishing 'Object of My Affection'", and "staring out the window at the 280-kph-scenery" for "eating breakfast".
You haven't truly wasted time until you've done it at 280 kilometers per hour. Well done.
DeleteI likely wouldn't have even made it to read through my work... I waste time with great skill
ReplyDeleteOh yeah, there are plenty of days when I don't even make it that far.
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