Sick Sick Sick and a Reflection of My State of Mind

My temperature spiked to 101.9 tonight and I'm pretty much using it as an excuse to sit around internetting instead of cleaning up around the house. What is sicker: being sick, or...whatever the other choice is, you know. what? um.

Think I'll go pick up some laundry off the floor and then get back to watching the Carpet Brothers on hulu.

Secret to My (Future) Success

I'm told that blogs with a new post every day or two are more successful, regardless of the length of each post, so I am going to post a self-referential one-liner every day until I think of something better.

too late + too soon = golden mediocrity

Some time ago, I put a sheet of paper with the words "do a blog" written on it into my "next action" files, at a position where (in theory), I would find it if and when all of my defined tasks had been duly dispatched, leaving all my files empty and me very smug, relaxed, and ready to brag. The idea was to make blogging into a jewel in the crown of leisure rather than a distraction from real work. But that obviously would have been too excellent for this blog. Instead, I arrived at that slip of paper only by sneakily inserting new next actions reminders behind it in the folder, and also by routinely ignoring all of my online actions folders until they atrophied into annoying, disorganized collections of meaningless bookmarks. And it still took me a month.

Nevertheless (and let me just bask in that word for a while...ah, feels good!), I'm pretty happy about the fact that I've turned not updating for a month from a source of irrational guilt to a source of mitigated pride.