Welcome to the 'oughts, dinosaur.
Holy jeez it's been a while. I know. However, with my obvious slacking of late, I don't trust myself to be fully back in the saddle, so why waste this effort telling you about not posting? Let's let it suffice to say I'm jobless, a full time degree-seeking student again, and grasping at shreds of money and a schedule as they materialize with a lot less constancy these days. (Constancy... sweet sweet constancy. Thanks, Lovejoy.)
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So then, why is it I can not train myself to get in the habit of dutifully owning a cell phone? I've had one for almost 5 years now, and I have never been able to keep it nearby for when phone calls arrive, or to call people back in proper turnaround time. Just this morning I (finally) received a voicemail from good friend Mego (check out her incredible text-smithing. Personally, I can only manage to make up words like "text-smithing"... why are you reading, again?) asking if wife and I were going to watch the Sunday night animation extravaganza. It's Tuesday, Mars. How about checking your cell-phone at least daily, if nothing else.
I've been thinking a lot about training ones self lately, as I believe myself to be stuck in ruts regarding organization, scheduling, and cell phone usage. They say if you do something for twenty days it becomes habit. I've got real commitment problems in that arena, but I'd like to think I'm competent enough to slay the stick-to-it-ive-ness dragon. I'll keep on trying, and keep on bitching when I fail, I gather. Regardless, I'll still pay those fees and hopefully answer calls when I receive them, eventually.
More to come, hopefully.
And much better than this pieced together piece of brain dripping.
So then, why is it I can not train myself to get in the habit of dutifully owning a cell phone? I've had one for almost 5 years now, and I have never been able to keep it nearby for when phone calls arrive, or to call people back in proper turnaround time. Just this morning I (finally) received a voicemail from good friend Mego (check out her incredible text-smithing. Personally, I can only manage to make up words like "text-smithing"... why are you reading, again?) asking if wife and I were going to watch the Sunday night animation extravaganza. It's Tuesday, Mars. How about checking your cell-phone at least daily, if nothing else.
I've been thinking a lot about training ones self lately, as I believe myself to be stuck in ruts regarding organization, scheduling, and cell phone usage. They say if you do something for twenty days it becomes habit. I've got real commitment problems in that arena, but I'd like to think I'm competent enough to slay the stick-to-it-ive-ness dragon. I'll keep on trying, and keep on bitching when I fail, I gather. Regardless, I'll still pay those fees and hopefully answer calls when I receive them, eventually.
More to come, hopefully.
And much better than this pieced together piece of brain dripping.
posted by mars at
8.11.05
3 Comments:
Seriously, pick up your phone lest we all be forced to send you messages via carrier pigeon. You really don't want that...
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Anonymous, at 11/10/2005 10:36 AM
Carrier pigeons are messy and with this whole bird-flu-of-death thing going around...you don't want those things in your house.
I reccommend meditation and yoga for focus.
Bet you never thought you'd hear me say that.
Or I reccommend finding more things to do with your time. The only times I am ever really productive and remember to do all the things I want to do is when I feel like I don't have any time at all. My apartment only stays clean when I only have 5 minutes a day to do maintenance....ya dig?
If you want, you can come by and clean my house ;-)
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Vegas, at 11/10/2005 2:01 PM
don't they have perigone (sp?) falcons that get the pigeon's anyway???? Don't trust them get in the habit. finally give in to the electronic leaders that control all of us. Or Just become a hermit.
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Anonymous, at 11/14/2005 7:56 PM
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