I was gonna say I'll try to use LJ a bit more, but though it's an ideal "longform" dumping ground vs. my placebo social medium (I only have the one truly "junk" account vs. the accidentally junk accounts), even deliberately subjecting the handful of LJ devotees to my narcissistic(?) self-indulgences doesn't really do me any good. As much as I try
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I have to make a confession, and I'm doing it here primarily because I've tried to extract myself from social media just beyond the point of keeping up with people specifically in my circle (read: C's mum and our handful of local friends, in case of get-together deets), the side-effect of backpedalling on that being dilution of the emphasis I (try
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Some time ago, Pointy-Haired Boss (accurately) accused me of procrastinating on things to the point of letting them take care of themselves. I'm still not sure what in specific prompted that--I *do* work hard and focus on single tasks when I'm given them, vs. being handed fifty on-going projects at once, so if I put off the ones I can't get done
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Just when I was thinking about writing a thing, I noticed I'd [sort of] already started it =p
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As with--I'm sure--most artists of all calibers, I have a love-hate relationship with art. I love when a piece I've spent a long time working on turns out even 90% of the way I envisioned it.
Belated thoughts about the weekend:X in place of C: "So you wasted all this time and money when you could've been doing [other thing X preferred], and what do you have to show for it? The room was terrible, the food made me sick, and we barely saw anyone
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Wow, it's been a bit since my last long-form post, huh... =| Lemme sum up: - still sick - having an identity crisis - vaguely making career progress - losing touch w/ people - fixed car = phone
You didn't hear it from me, but Falco is fed up with Miss Priss's inability to type coherently, and though I bit my tongue agreeing or disagreeing with Falco's assessment that maybe I should exclusively do the reports [vs. doing them via Miss Priss, which is like the "drunk person telling a blind person how to drive a car" myth except I'm not drunk
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We [they] fired somebody yesterday [Wednesday], so more paperwork. It went surprisingly painlessly--the paperwork, I mean--I suppose because it's so much easier to just dump it in the trash, as it were, than to meticulously arrange things
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