It’s been a weird week. I keep feeling like it should be later than it is, like Monday was Tuesday, or that I should have gone to fighter practice last night. Needless to say, it’s been weird.
This happens to me sometimes, but I have no idea why it happened this week. Maybe it was the weekend? I did go to an SCA event at 9,000 feet, running around and generally gasping for oxygen that wasn’t there. And I did have to work in the morning beforehand. Hrm.
In case you couldn’t tell, I have no idea what I want to write about today. But, it’s getting to be that time where I need to write something before I get dinner and head to practice. So perhaps I should have called this a “Bad ADD Week” instead of just a Bad ADD Day.
What did I do today? I’m not really sure. I worked; we had visitors from corporate come to our store, so the management was running around trying to get everything just so in time for their visit. I sanded; I made progress on the camp bench I made… way too long ago. Don’t worry, I laid a tarp down on the basement floor, and my girlfriend said it was okay. I re-installed Spore, a galactic life simulator from the maker of SimCity; this was more of an ordeal than you might think, since the game lets you create content (creatures, buildings, spaceships, etc.) and doesn’t really seem designed to be uninstalled. I ended up having to pull stuff off my old laptop hard drive, the one that’s failing. There may or may not have been some rounds of Giant Boulder of Death mixed in as well (there were). Oh, and I checked Tumblr and Facebook!
Then suddenly, it was after 5pm.
So that was my day. Tweaking and tinkering and getting distracted. Oh, and writing, technically. It’s not much, but I’ve written today. Internal Monologue, the great and unstoppable Avatar of Guilt and Remorse has been silenced for now. It shall return, in all its squamous and decadent “glory,” but I will deal with that later. Right now, it’s time to go get myself a Frosty.
Chocolate, of course. I have yet to try a vanilla one, and barely acknowledge their existence.