Got time to kill before work.
I've been analyzing my procrastination habits lately.
I started a new position at work (I'm now a scheduler of sorts) and while I was training for the job, I was simultaneously doing the actual work for my job... so now I have... nothing to do while we work extra hours due to an inspection.
I spend most of my time doodling around on the internet. I also think it'd be bad form to just whip out my Nook and start reading something (one thing I've learned about working in an office is to always look busy, which, I've also learned, just involves furrowing your brow and doing your best imitation of Rodin's "The Thinker".)
Anyway, I think writing out lists is a better way for me to visualize the things I need to do. I have a friend who left for the Navy and is currently in basic training. I've got his address and I've got pen and paper-- fully poised to write a letter and somehow I haven't written him yet. I fully intend to and I've got the envelope stamped and ready to go, I just need to... y'know, do it.
My room is also a complete disaster area and I could definitely spend some intimate time cleaning it up but video games always trumps cleaning. Always.
Finally, I keep telling myself I'll do this (maybe I should put it on that list I'll never muster up the energy to make), but I want to try and write down the fleeting thoughts I have that I want to write about. There's only one story I wrote a few years ago that was based on a wandering thought and I still think about expanding on it to this day. I just remember sitting down and writing it out, page after page (...there were only, like, three pages...)-- but the excitement! The brainstorming! For some reason, I really wanted to get those words outta my head.
I plan on getting to it sometime.
Someday.
Whenever.
I mean, I got time, so...
October 16, 2011
October 10, 2011
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Recently, I watched the ridiculously popular film "Bridesmaids" and, as usual, it fell a little flat for me.
Maybe it's due to the lack of films I've seen over the years, but there haven't been too many current movies that I've really enjoyed.
There's an interesting thing that happens and I'm not positive you'll be able to relate in the way I'll try to explain it, but here goes:
So, like... you know when you drink something, a juice for example, and there's, what feels like, a hole in the flavor of the beverage? And you can guess that some form of alcohol would best fit in that 'flavor hole', if you will. Does that... make sense?
Anyway, that's how I've viewed movies lately. I watch them and I try to get engaged, but sometimes there's a gap in a spot that's supposed to be funny or moving or exciting and I see it... but it doesn't evoke anything in me. I just... see it for what it is.
Prime example was a scene in "Bridesmaids" where, essentially, the main cast of comediennes, for a lack of a better phrase, shit themselves in a public setting. Oh, there's vomit too. Vomit and shit escapades. And I see where the audience would see that as comical and I understand the nature of the crude humor but... it just seems so blatant. Like, trying to be funny.
(Side note: the writer of "Bridesmaids", Kristen Wiig, is someone I don't find very funny in the first place.)
(Side side note: there's also moments in the film that are total buzzkills and it put me in such an off-color mood that I couldn't laugh at any of the later comedic moments.)
Shifting gears, National Blog Posting Month (NaBloPoMo) for September ended and I finished a bit sloppily yet I commend myself for making an attempt at blogging everyday and even reminding myself to blog when it slipped my mind (also thanks to friends and even the boyfriend giving an encouraging word now and then).
It seems the prompts have continued on into October, giving me the assumption that NaBloPoMo is... well, every month, so I feel as though said prompts could potentially be used in future entries.
AND, on the topic of writing projects, National Novel Writing Month (NaNoWriMo) is next month and not an idea has crossed my mind as to what to write a novel about. Still, I'm going to go for it and hope to write more than the previous years.
(...those poor, unfinished documents...)
Maybe it's due to the lack of films I've seen over the years, but there haven't been too many current movies that I've really enjoyed.
There's an interesting thing that happens and I'm not positive you'll be able to relate in the way I'll try to explain it, but here goes:
So, like... you know when you drink something, a juice for example, and there's, what feels like, a hole in the flavor of the beverage? And you can guess that some form of alcohol would best fit in that 'flavor hole', if you will. Does that... make sense?
Anyway, that's how I've viewed movies lately. I watch them and I try to get engaged, but sometimes there's a gap in a spot that's supposed to be funny or moving or exciting and I see it... but it doesn't evoke anything in me. I just... see it for what it is.
Prime example was a scene in "Bridesmaids" where, essentially, the main cast of comediennes, for a lack of a better phrase, shit themselves in a public setting. Oh, there's vomit too. Vomit and shit escapades. And I see where the audience would see that as comical and I understand the nature of the crude humor but... it just seems so blatant. Like, trying to be funny.
(Side note: the writer of "Bridesmaids", Kristen Wiig, is someone I don't find very funny in the first place.)
(Side side note: there's also moments in the film that are total buzzkills and it put me in such an off-color mood that I couldn't laugh at any of the later comedic moments.)
Shifting gears, National Blog Posting Month (NaBloPoMo) for September ended and I finished a bit sloppily yet I commend myself for making an attempt at blogging everyday and even reminding myself to blog when it slipped my mind (also thanks to friends and even the boyfriend giving an encouraging word now and then).
It seems the prompts have continued on into October, giving me the assumption that NaBloPoMo is... well, every month, so I feel as though said prompts could potentially be used in future entries.
AND, on the topic of writing projects, National Novel Writing Month (NaNoWriMo) is next month and not an idea has crossed my mind as to what to write a novel about. Still, I'm going to go for it and hope to write more than the previous years.
(...those poor, unfinished documents...)
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