perfecting the art of poor judgment
i knew when i stepped outside, this afternoon, that today would be a day of poor judgment, on my part.
i should have realized this before i stepped out into a dreary, wet afternoon clad only in a t-shirt (short-sleeved, of course), corderoy pants (built with an inseam of 32" on a person of 30... you do the math), and my most favorite, non-water friendly birkenstock sandals.
my first clue came at three this morning, when i realized that i had spent the last four hours staring at a computer screen (i.e. not sleeping), and in the course of those four hours, i had managed to reformat my two online journals (i.e. i changed the background image). in other words, nothing productive occurred between the hours of eleven p.m. and three a.m.
waking up this afternoon also proved an error of judgment. arising at 11:30, only to realize that i could have conceivably slept until noon. i hopped into the shower an hour later, again, opting to waste time on the internet rather than accomplishing anything.
as i mentioned, previously, my clothing choices neglected to consider the atmospheric conditions. additionally, when grabbing some soup at dukes, i over-compensated for the resistance the styrofoam container would envoke on the lid and managed to spill some and bend the container goofily. fortunately, it did not spring a leak, so i did not need to relocate my soup to a more suitable location.
a few minutes ago, in opening the hot pot to check the status of my nearly-boiling water, i made the error of leaning too far over the pot. steam to the eye.
now, i'm looking at my clock, thinking about the paper that was technically due 2 weeks ago (except my prof kept giving us extensions). i haven't actually done the research for it, yet, and i'm kind of turning it in tomorrow afternoon. but hey, i think i can do it all on the internet. so what am i doing to forward the progress of this assignment?
well... i am updating my live journal, brewing a cup of tea, and thinking about if i want to have a snack before i go to paint at 7. good judgment? i'm not feeling so much of that, today.
i think i lack the skills to make qualified decisions. i think that, one day, this will probably catch up with me. hopefully, not tonight.
love, me :O)
i should have realized this before i stepped out into a dreary, wet afternoon clad only in a t-shirt (short-sleeved, of course), corderoy pants (built with an inseam of 32" on a person of 30... you do the math), and my most favorite, non-water friendly birkenstock sandals.
my first clue came at three this morning, when i realized that i had spent the last four hours staring at a computer screen (i.e. not sleeping), and in the course of those four hours, i had managed to reformat my two online journals (i.e. i changed the background image). in other words, nothing productive occurred between the hours of eleven p.m. and three a.m.
waking up this afternoon also proved an error of judgment. arising at 11:30, only to realize that i could have conceivably slept until noon. i hopped into the shower an hour later, again, opting to waste time on the internet rather than accomplishing anything.
as i mentioned, previously, my clothing choices neglected to consider the atmospheric conditions. additionally, when grabbing some soup at dukes, i over-compensated for the resistance the styrofoam container would envoke on the lid and managed to spill some and bend the container goofily. fortunately, it did not spring a leak, so i did not need to relocate my soup to a more suitable location.
a few minutes ago, in opening the hot pot to check the status of my nearly-boiling water, i made the error of leaning too far over the pot. steam to the eye.
now, i'm looking at my clock, thinking about the paper that was technically due 2 weeks ago (except my prof kept giving us extensions). i haven't actually done the research for it, yet, and i'm kind of turning it in tomorrow afternoon. but hey, i think i can do it all on the internet. so what am i doing to forward the progress of this assignment?
well... i am updating my live journal, brewing a cup of tea, and thinking about if i want to have a snack before i go to paint at 7. good judgment? i'm not feeling so much of that, today.
i think i lack the skills to make qualified decisions. i think that, one day, this will probably catch up with me. hopefully, not tonight.
love, me :O)