I wrote several paragraphs' worth of unalloyed whining, apparently with the intent of letting everyone on my flist see them. On looking at them in the cold light of day, I've decided to just say that the post-unemployment depression has kicked in and leave it at that.
In more constructive news, I've decided to do the 101 tasks in 1001 days thing, starting on my birthday (thus giving us an end date in late March of 2011). I'm debating whether to make my list public (even in the narrow LJ-friends-only sense), since it is kind of personal and there are some things on there that I don't want to really go into a lot of detail about. (I guess I could always post the bulk of it and just censor the parts that are too personal for discussion, thus allowing you to engage in lurid flights of fancy and pretend they're worse than they really are.
augustuscaesar will probably figure most of them out anyway, being The Uncanny Tara.)
I don't know what kind of shot I have at actually doing the 101 things in question, especially since I'm still stalled on the last couple, but I figure it's worth a shot. It'll be a good experiment in self-control and discipline...
...or possibly in murderous rage and self-loathing. THE SUSPENSE WILL KILL SOMEONE YOU!