Fri, Jan. 6th, 2017

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Gonna try out a new work userpic. As I was looking for something suitable, it came back to me that I guess I used to use that triple-set of pics of that Widowmaker dealer as work pics, but that made a lot more sense when...you know...I was a dealer. :) Which, if that's how long it's been since I've been blogging, then dayamn. But anyway...work still featured predominantly today, so that's a good enough reason to break out a new pic. Spent extra time, even though I told myself I wouldn't. In the old days, since I'd booked extra hours this week I would have made a it a short Friday, but that's not happening when it's Sprint end and when most of my time is now booked for meetings.

Also realized I should maybe carve out an exception for daily blogging on the weekends or so, but the usual Date Night didn't happen tonight, so I've got some extra availability. The weekend routine is disrupted a bit this week because of Gb's birthday on Sunday. Which isn't a bad thing! Just saying...this isn't a typical weekend. Which I guess isn't saying much...first weekend of the new year, really, so just by the journal, there is no typical weekend these days. Well, believe me, the typical weekend isn't that exciting. But it's generally a chance to step back, maybe even unplug, and kind of get myself geared up for the week. Which, when I say it like that, sounds ridiculous. Like what the hell am I doing with my time, anyway.

In any case. I'm cutting myself some productivity slack today. It's been a hell of a week (and it was only three days! I can't believe it), and I'm perfectly content to let the evening go by without applying effort to things. I did some reading earlier, as a novel (har har) alternative to sitting on the computer after work. Broke the TV embargo over dinner. No regrets. Maybe some more reading tonight before I turn in, but I'm actually pretty happy with not having jacked in tonight. Shit may need my attention, but come on. It's not life or death, and I just don't have it in me today. At least tonight I can get some real sleep.

Heading to a board game night tomorrow, which I'm looking forward to. It's not exactly what I had in mind when I thought about getting more gaming in this year, but shit, I'll take it! So hard to get off this damn island and see people. I realize that's half the appeal of cons; if I'm going to go through all the time, effort, and rigmarole of escaping the Rock, it should at least be for a whole weekend and not for a few hours, you know? It's hard to face, but I may be reach the point in my life where I...need a car?! For shame.

Anyway. Like I said, nothing to report today, but for once, it was something of a conscious choice and I'm basically fine with that. I worked hard this week. Gotta step back for a bit.

Ah, speaking of reading (before)...a little bit ago I got back on that Dresden Files horse, and last night I finished Ghost Story. I think only another book or two until I'm current! Woo! It's actually satisfying to look at the mountain of paperbacks I've made my way through over these...years now, I guess?...of reading Dresden Files. Similar to Discworld stuff. These prolific writers are hell on completionists. ;) Also I read at a snail's pace, particularly compared to Tabitha. She races through books like crazy. I can maybe get in an hour or two a day, a few days a week, like at most, and I'm not breaking any speed-reading records, at that. I know I used to read a lot more, but that was before podcasts were invented. ;) Podcasts...they're backing up again. I have to start making choices about what I'm just going to skip and give up for lost, but it's tough when so many of them are hosted by my friends! Yeah, I know, great problem to have. I'm spoiled for choice, to be sure.

All right, enough of this. I do this with emails, too. Sometimes I just keep on going, just to keep seeing the words come out. It's like those people who keep yammering just to hear themselves talk, but for me, it's to see thoughts manifest on the screen. I dunno, maybe I do it in conversations, too? Sometimes when I'm talking in a meeting or something, I suddenly realize I've been talking for quite a while and I don't really know what I've been saying. I'll occasionally get that feeling in therapy, too. Like...I'm still talking? What? But I think that's the exception more than the rule. I don't think anybody who's tried to make small talk with me would exactly walk away thinking I was a chatterbox. ;)

I like how I said "enough of this" and then went on for another paragraph. ;) But really, enough of this. Precious, precious sleep awaits. At some point.

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