Feb 18, 2007 00:28
When I'm sick, I'm very talkative. And those around me are destined to suffer :-D
Especially now, 'cause now I'm very sick.
Today I planned to finish another HnG fic, that popped into my mind when I was reading tedious SQL-scripts at work. And realized one thing ('cause obviously I didn't finish it.)
It's very hard to work when you ought something to somebody. In this case I ought it to myself and even this is like unbearable pressure. I always beat myself up for quality, for slowness, for the lack of desire. [I wonder if "beat up" can be actually used here...hmmm...] So it's not a joy already, but a duty. And of course it's a very rare occasion when I manage to actually finish something. Strange indeed...
Mom always says: "be easier".