OK. It's not funny anymore.

[featherynscale]

I was looking forward to this not having a job thing. Thinking, "Oh, great, I'll have time to do all the things I want to do and never have time to, etc." Ha. Since I'm at home all the damned time now, the list of things I want to do, or have the necessary inspiration to do has gotten really really short, and none of the things on it are even at all productive.

I did manage to re-start my daily ritual practice, which is good. It's kind of like going back to the gym after a long time away - by the time I'm done with the sequence, which is short, I'm exhausted. Really, that's been it though.

I'm going to try to do something at least vaguely useful tomorrow. I don't know what it's going to be, but I'm really not going to sit around and read and play Diablo. I swear to the gods, I'm not.

Comments

Re: You used to be the Mistress of Slack

[featherynscale.livejournal.com]

See, the thing about Slack is that the art of it is finding it where it shouldn't exist. This is an embarrasment of slack - there's just slack lying around everywhere. No art, no sport to that.

I will take the recycling over - where exactly am I going?

Re: You used to be the Mistress of Slack

[triadruid.livejournal.com]

K-Mart parking lot, over across the street (south side) from Red Lobster/Bannister Mall/etc.

Take I-435 around the curve north, get off on Bannister Rd. Go east, and just stay in that eastmost lane until you see K-Mart.

There's some big flattened boxes in the garage if you think you've got room, otherwise we'll manage them with the hatchback at some point. Since they started closing at 5:30 I can't get there after work like I used to.

Donkey shorts.