"Watch your thoughts; they become words. Watch your words; they become actions. Watch your actions; they become habits. Watch your habits; they become character. Watch your character; it becomes your destiny." -- unknown

Insanity is doing the same thing over and over and expecting different results - Albert Einstein

rudderless
March 08, 2004 - 5:22 pm

of course i think this is symptomatic of a larger problem.. i can't seem to get my ass into gear to do anything.

case in point.. i'm part of a two person team who's doing a report on nokia. by this coming saturday we need to have a whopping five page paper done. normally, i'd wait until thursday to find some sources.. and write it friday.

being that it's a group, i'd try to do things a day sooner than that.

however, my partner is going to be gone start wedensday (do i ever spell that word right? i don't think so), so really i should have it written today.. emailed to her and let her have a good chance to read it over.

this is, in fact, what i said i'd do - actaully that i'd have it to her by midafternoon tomorrow.

i didn't need to volunteer to write the whole thing.. but let's face it - five pages is nothing to write about a company as big as nokia.

so anyway, my plan was to write most of it today and finish it up tomorrow.

it's now 5:30 and nothing written - not even started. my new current plan? wake up around.. 7am and write it all tomorrow.

wow, that was all a lot more than i wanted to say on things.. terribly boring to read.

i haven't filed my fafsa stuff yet. i think i'm two or three weeks late on that.. though i only find out about it last week. need my tax stuff to do it - which i keep leaving at my other 'home'.

i'm still cat sitting, so trying to spend as much time here as i can.. but it's freaking boring. this place only gets basic cable and i've been spoiled on what we get on campus.

i've been going to be very early.. and i love it. i like the bed here. a nearly perfect mattress.. and by going to bed early i can lay and think and enjoy the semi-sleep stuper i get myself into. at least until the cats jump on the bed and walk over me.

scared the bejesus out of me the first time.

anyway.. the point of this long, much too long, ramble is that i'm rudderless.

i'm not sure if i care about that.